June 18, 2007

A beautiful night

beautiful words
dangling from a sapphire cloud
petal plucked
straight from a sleepy mind
resisiting gravity's never felt so fine...
pale faced moon
with her lace noir shroud
a white moon scuttle ball
running far behind...
lonely shell button
closing up a sooty cloak.
to tempt us all.
concealing our yesterdays in
a velvet evening curtain call.
our dreams
straying far behind to remind the heavens
it's time to undress.
breathe fresh.
shivering from the oil.
ink-dipped sands sifting through star fingers.
joining hands.

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