Anita Magdalena

Anita Magdalena

Friday, 15 November 2013

Forget Me Not Days.






She
exhales in flowers
like ghosts from the grave
and echos left on her lips
risen from a haunted throat
that caught the tears
she once swallowed        
when he was
leaving her
her
chest still holding
the breast bone that
he carved himself in
with love that spread
deep into her marrow
and it eats
through her heart
like agony
she bleeds in flowers
that he left
in her hair
of daisy chains
rooted eternal
with kisses so soft
pressed across her collar
she curls into herself
hugging the pain
that tears right through
he left
with love that never waned
a bond intact
in separate worlds
on different shores
the nights
are starless since
he walked away
and never looked
back

Written by Anita Magdalena.....