End loving you


End loving you

Running through your hair
see your smiling smile
kissing your lips
blue, red, white
it does not matter
as long
as I will not stop, end loving you.

Your hair and my hair
One to be United
grey, old and strong
black and white
young, blueberry green…
yellow as my stone

I would fire
your heart and soul
until the last flame
touches my heart,
the way you do.

© 2016 Petra Hermans

The Netherlands, Tilburg,
April 26, 2016

One word played between my hands.
In my hands plays one word.



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