Saturday, October 28, 2017

ACCIDENTALLY GRINNING



Her faintly colored lips
fell slightly apart from each other
as they curved into
an antidotic smile,
where his eyes did rest:
He watched her as she slept.
Beside them stood
an envious dancing statue,
alone,
with an uneven bend in its leg,
that sheltered a birds nest,
each day, against each
drop of rain that had
gracefully greased its rest.
A starry facade covered the sky
as it wrapped us all in its arms;
and each pebble looked
at the moon in amaze
as it borrowed yellow light
from the chained sun,
and put it on us all, White!
There I was, glaring,
I stood there,
accidentally grinning.

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