Her face smiles

Written for someone i was very wrong about .... i guess i am trying to say sorry

This palate of stars sprinkled with spring

As somber winds of may reel in

Well-wisher in deep shades of black

Affectionate tendencies held your hands

You are the little girl cut out butterfly

To sometimes blow through silent wings

Cherry red absolving your heart

An astral figure encased your aura

Plenty are the voices

Yet yours is heard

The symmetry of each angle stares

Deep brown in nature it sits

In your eyes a coppice for the lost

May my thoughts find in you reconcilaition 

Dimples on one side often so kind

And her face smiles

Thinking this must be her heart

Sending out something white in sound 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

among all the chaos...there are those who emerge who simply emit that song of peace and love...
the purest hearts.

j.

[B]

Very true Jacob thank you