понедельник, 11 ноября 2013 г.

November PAD Chapbook Challenge 8

November PAD Chapbook Challenge
Day 8

Breath of Wind

(paradelle)

I dry your tears with autumn leaves.
I dry your tears with autumn leaves.
My lips are made of air and cold.
My lips are made of air and cold.
Leaves and your lips are dry and I
made air cold with tears of my autumn.

I cradle you in golden light,
I cradle you in golden light,
breathe songs of hope that give you peace,
breathe songs of hope that give you peace.
Songs of peace give light that you breathe in
you cradle hope, I golden.


I promise I won't long and cry.
I promise I won't long and cry.
Feel my last touch before you go.
Feel my last touch before you go.
My touch and promise won't last long:
I feel you go before I cry.

I cry and tears touch my lips,
I feel cold air made of light
and hope your songs won't go dry
in golden cradle of autumn leaves.
I give you peace with my last promise
and before long you breathe that you are I.

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