Treasure Island

Manonton Dalan

(virginia, usa)

Hanging By A Twig


tiny lips cling to a branch
oh! looks so naked at glance
filled with water; a crystal
i pause for a moment to see
small buds sprouting with glee
collecting snow from up above

now it's warming up; i could feel
melting; forming a hanging teardrops
and why won't they fall but twinkle
maybe waiting for darkness when no one
could see and slowly; slowly drips away
i could imagine you're thinking of me

Submitted: Friday, January 31, 2014

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