Left on the broken porch
Ashes under her bare feet
Hands empty and open
Eyes watching it float away
Alone on the cracked concrete
His smile in her eyes
Lips parted in a snarl
Heart bleeding under her shirt
Feet planted on packed dirt
Eyes staring glaring forward
Fingers trembling remembering
She will wait no longer
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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