Little Grey

Little grey Monday
of your many shades.
Wrapped in whispers,
brushed on my face.

You bring cold flakes
eager awaiting my hands,
enveloping my soul.
Bittersweet taste
of nostalgia
lingering on my fingers.

by Nicoletta Mura

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' Little grey Monday of your many shades.' luv this part, nicoletta. yes, you are a poet! write on...