Galina

Sometimes you can’t explain, what hurts you deep inside, telling someone to their face, nothing in your eyes to gain, but an unforgiven lie, the way your lips feign, truth to a lover unbowed, or see her cheeks rise, gentle as she's proud, where she once jumped rail, found places safe to climb, beyond the walls of jail, a woman of love and rage, she beat out her time, tho' didn’t cap the flame, now she wears a shroud, no longer berates the sky, wooden box to the ground, is this really the place, to ask the reason why, uneven love blue as rain, desolation in your cry ?