Elle (theroadtoelle) wrote,

Poem fragments

She dressed simple concepts
in gowns of watered silk and elegance,
then stripped them bare.

I whimpered as she wrapped
her arms around me and spoke of
forgiveness and metaphorical tapestries.

Not sure where I was going with these.  Or even if they go together.  Might play with them and turn them into a poem(s) one day.
Tags: poems, poetry

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