Wednesday 20 May 2015

Her Eyes Adored Him ~ Emma Rich

The Swing

He recited Éluard’s verse 
and she was air-borne;

allowing herself to be swung 
tilted, and balanced, mid-air. 

My pretty little sister 
adorned with limp blue butterflies 

who simpered, blushed 
shimmered, and swayed 

flitted over the edge, 
and into the risk of his love.

~ Emma Rich ~

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