Daily Archives: April 4, 2014
the last cliff
he falls for her completely it is not hard to understand her hair the colour of mountain midnight her skin the shade of burning sand he loves her in broad daylight and in the darkness where they met yet she … Continue reading
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Tagged broad daylight, burning sand, elusive silhouette, end of spring, lost love, mountain midnight, poem, poetry, the last cliff
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