lilchick2279

its been like that
2006-09-10 11:20:39 (UTC)

To my Babe

To Babe JAckie ...

Out come the stars, behind the clouds
As pale white angels recant the shroud
Of willow branches, rain, and fog
As midnight's chill consumes the bog

A whisper, barely insect's breath
Had shoved her in, to gray-green death
Beneath the stars I cry the most
In mourning for the gray-green ghost

My faithful love of thirteen years,
Buried beneath the gray-green tiers
of ice and snow, of pillared salt
She could not stay, it was my fault

hope for you the best always .

Yours
Khaled




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