They say she flutters,
A breath of air.
With the gentlest nudge,
She tugs them together,
And tears them apart.
We've never met.
She stands,
Back turned,
Facing the world,
Tapping shoulders and backs,
Hair of silver silk
Knotted in pairs.
I asked her, "What
Do they have
That I don't deserve?
Where am I
When they confess
And say yes?"
Her voice tinkles
Over the waves.
"You have so much
To do.
Don't let them
Distract you."
She walks along
The two-tone sand.
She pulses,
Unifying.
And my mind
Has its own metronome.
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Lost Tales of Kirev
RandomThese are my shorter writing pieces. Not all of them are from the Kirev universe, but most fiction pieces will be compatible with it. I write everything from short stories to poetry to essays. Stay tuned! - - - - - - - - Remember to comment and vote...
