pearls

Vigil

Posted in nothing special by maggie on 2012/02/07
 

"Soon."  How severe the sound
         of an expectation.
Soon comes the turn alone
         to an empty street.

Bells in the corner church
         mark forgotten service.
Bells, tell impatient steps
         where my dream has flown.

      Peace, peace, our peace will come,
             done, gone, over.
      Sleep through heartache's dark.
             Sleep, beloved.

Sent to my moistened eye
         hurry melting snowflakes.
Sent be a prayer to you
         to our kisses keep.

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