shadows cover

my eyes.

all while

a foreign language covers the tongue.

a cold afternoon came by

 and stole the time away.

night time glass

recovers a thought;

a kiss on her lips,

soft and lovingly;

you found me once

and lost us twice.

a book is read;

we found shadows that dance

and cloak a reality.

c.2016 bgw

About bradford graham west

enjoy poetry about life, emotion and everything in between. it's real and true. - please read and enjoy! - bgw
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