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leonid
Posted by poeticnook
on
11/18/2002 09:03:00 PM
in
poetic license
2 am, the moon shines bright and i
scan the heavens for the
tiny gossamers of golden thread
shedding off their bright gazes
and you, infinitely beautiful,
infinitely far, and unreachable
blinded my skies with a
million spears of light
leaving me so soon, waiting
for three decades more
to come again
11.19.2002
scan the heavens for the
tiny gossamers of golden thread
shedding off their bright gazes
and you, infinitely beautiful,
infinitely far, and unreachable
blinded my skies with a
million spears of light
leaving me so soon, waiting
for three decades more
to come again
11.19.2002