when the shadows
pass by
the cracks
of life
…the ones that tell the stories you forget…
can i be your wings?
© r.e.l. 4/21/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 4/22-4/29/12 on Gooseberry Garden
when the shadows
pass by
the cracks
of life
…the ones that tell the stories you forget…
can i be your wings?
© r.e.l. 4/21/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 4/22-4/29/12 on Gooseberry Garden
a
special
kind of
butterfly
in my
stomach
.
i adore
the way
you are
made of
stardust
as if gathered
together
for me
© r.e.l. 4/5/11
**published on Micropoetry 2/6/14
**featured in Love Bytes on redbubble
posted for Thursday Poets Rally 4/7-4/13/11 on Promising Poets