Mourning Widow

Outside the window
Mourning widow standing under a willow
Flying feathers of angel wings
Wipe her fainted black mascara

The darkness storming in her heart
Prejudice of a breaking dawn
The love is locked
The memory is mocked

Dirty soils strolling on her naked feet
Twisted grass holds her legs tight
So when the sky opens in a bright light
She’ll stay to wave goodbye
Then stay to live her everlasting life

Novia, 2014


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