Open Poetry #40 |
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To This Night |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Here is the night, Glassy, with stars Sitting above us Pacing our moves And grooves From left to right. It isn’t our shadow, It is the wonders That thunder From the portrait That curtails The skies shell. As true are its Stars, They sway with the Dark caves That watch towns, And blade with Planes that cruise through Its dark laden palace. It’s so quiet, Its as if the night Remembers our thoughts But keeps them Sealed to its lips. The scent of black, It is the night’s virgin stare. |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"It’s so quiet, Its as if the night Remembers our thoughts But keeps them Sealed to its lips." love that...so cool ![]() |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
beautiful and soft. enjoyed |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! I love this! |
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