Etched Name
(poems go here) White wings circled the golden sun
Like snowflakes, they tumbled to the grass like the dark curls tumbled down her arched back
There was honey in her voice, and honey in her eyes;
They blinked away salty tears, the pain melting in streaks down her face
Numb
Numb
Numb
The sunshine drenched the grass and kissed the nape of her neck
The wilting daisy began to droop
The petals floated gently like the same twirling snowflakes
There were songs in heart, and words on her lips
Bringing back that familiar pain of trying to smile when your heart aches
The shadow of his name lingered on her lips
Her red rosy lips chapped from the beaming light
And she held that lone daisy, petal-less now
And dwelled on the irony that befell her
The day so bright and jubilant,
The cumulus clouds streaking across the robin-egg coloured sky,
The lush grass fresh with morning dew
While her heart stormed
With claps of thunder
And bolts of lightning
And swirling tornadoes tearing up her soul,
And his sweet name, etched on her broken heart.
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