Thursday, 15 October 2015

Wind

A midst of wind
You snatched my fright
Swept the cracks off the mirrors reflecting my horrendous past

A tangling tornado
Swirled into your enchanting fingers
Tapped to the mystical melody-the rhythm that accelerates my heartbeat

Slams of hurricane
Ran in circles-the grip of your hand went loose
Fell to doom-your arms lost their spells

A blow of dust
You dissapeared.

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