06-07-2017, 05:03 AM
(05-26-2017, 04:44 AM)rowens Wrote: There's something more in the weather / when the woman you love dies, / her perfume may not be on the wind, / but her mind is in the clouds / and her piss is in the rain.rowens,
This work comes together nicely and I especially like how the last line illustrates the harsh reality of losing a love one.
Good work.
Luna
In your own, each bone comes alive
the skeleton jangles in its perfunctory sleeve....
(Chris Martin)
the skeleton jangles in its perfunctory sleeve....
(Chris Martin)