• Laura Grá

Shore of nevermore



I am walking on the ceiling of your dreams


In an undressed dandelions of snow


When my heart in silence screams


Dipping my mind into a grieving glow.


You left me there, on your seaskin


Gazing at your neck shore,


Loomed up in my mourning stream


In our tides of nevermore.


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