"The leaves tell
of the flower's death
of the hours spent
in  this graveyard
no one tending to its pain
no one tending to its  shame
Your eyes tell
of a star's death
its house drained
of  old memories
of night holding within its claim
the light pending  to pay the debt."
Saturday, August 14, 2010
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