Star Ka'at's Ramblings











{February 15, 2013}   Her

A lonely figure
On hilltop high
Bound straight
To oak tall

Her hair long
Uncared and lank
Upturned her face
And pale

Thin, stained
Clad her
Graceful folds
Torn, still beautiful

I reach for her
I am reached for
I would kill for her
I am killed for her

Advertisements


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

et cetera
%d bloggers like this: