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From Night to Morning (Antologie)

notes on the piano
haunting half steps
like spring rain on my heart
gentle at first
soothing
becomes a melody of 
blue melancholy
penetrates deeply
erodes defenses
leaves me raw
is echoed in tears
that slide steadily
silently
down my face
neck
breasts
becomes my heartbeat
as I fold in on myself
to staunch the bleeding

© 2017 Revised 2019 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

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6 thoughts on “From Night to Morning (Antologie)”

  1. It is so strange how
    A seemingly simple song
    Without words or voice
    Can slip past every defense
    A Trojan Horse of sound
    Throwing open the gates
    Under cover of night
    Of the city called Grief

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