Friday, October 8, 2010

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Running toward a wind-drawn sky,
I sketch your face across the lines of watercolours;
your eyes warm with tears of grey-blue light that ride upon a storm ridden sea.
Your smile converses with sound as it falls from the clouds unto my winter filled heart.
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Judith Vriesema
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