Cloudy Night
You descend like the mist A blanket, cool and moist Grey and whispering A brume rolling in Passions quietly speaking Do not break the spell From the window A strange light flickers Not from candles Shadows play against the wall To tell the story In hushed breaths A long ago love Born before the dawn of the Milky Way Bursts from the galaxy There is a full moon, unseen For this night Belongs to the clouds LiNdA
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(Ceramic Sun/Moon wall hanging found at local garden store) She kisses his face Casting silver drips Upon scorching lips That consume her She strays too near But longs to taste The golden rays That escape his smile And she lies for a while In the arms of her god He reclines his head Upon her pale breast The heat of his chest Warms the darkling For there is no shining When it is her hour She holds him in her power Eclipsing now as they are LiNdA ...
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If to use the senses is to remove one’s self from the realm of logic, then let us enter a realm where our senses do not convey an emotion . . .
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