Cheryl

March 27, 2017
11:17 am

Cheryl

The
rain became fragile
flowers began to cry
memories turn to ashes
while my flesh
crawled with lamented
fragments
leaving the sun
dancing from my heart
As
thorns pricked my soul
of its oneirataxia
while I wallow
in Liefdesveriet
forever

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker