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Forlorn porcelain…



Daisy bloom,
Pretty one,
Kiss on your cheek
From the evening’s gloom.
Porcelain skin,
Soft carnation, you sound
Like a boy’s dream
Come true.
Still the smell of
Sorrow runs in your thin hair.
What is it, in your eyes?
Doleful doll, melancholic darling,
Your silent pout
Is deafening…


Via today’S Word of the Day; Doleful

13 thoughts on “Forlorn porcelain…

    1. Interesting that you felt regret in this piece… Maybe it is the regret of not being able to understand or help… 😉 I’ll leave the thought pending, but I think you saw something there 🙂 Thank you for the kind words! xx

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