Because I wasn't able to go online yesterday, this was my poem for yesterday.
Falling like a leaf that has already let go
of its hold from the branches of the tree,
falling ever so slowly carried by the wind.
Dancing and turning in circles in limbo,
falling while watching the sun as it peeks,
from in between spaces of the leaves of the trees,
where the falling leaf used to live.
-eamarifosque 041413-
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