No reasonA Poem by jdcdickenson A brilliantly white moth lands on the ground in front of me His wings flutter softly Soft and so delicate Naturally simple Beautiful A brilliantly white moth lands on the ground in front of me His wings flutter softly Soft and so delicate Naturally simple Beautiful A brilliantly white moth lands on the ground in front of me and I raise my foot His blood is the deepest red © 2013 jdcdickenson |
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