Owwww, she's so fair...
when the night is new
who strikes a light on mystic tinders
cinders ignite in fulminous glowers
meteoric showers fireworks a cross-hatchling sky
the touch of your hand, the look in your eye
when the day shines through.
Once I would have held you close
closer still as the willow dreaming by it's own reflection
mirror spill itself again upon her ivory shoulder glades
circlet hours rise up from some dewy emerald shades,
where the clock slips it's hands and plays
musical scores on quicksilvery notes aquiver
movements define to perceive your frame's the river
I feel something deep affecting all this sleepy blue
when the Night is new...
Poetry by fyodr
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Written on 2007-08-16 at 08:23
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When Night Is
when the night is new
who strikes a light on mystic tinders
cinders ignite in fulminous glowers
meteoric showers fireworks a cross-hatchling sky
the touch of your hand, the look in your eye
when the day shines through.
Once I would have held you close
closer still as the willow dreaming by it's own reflection
mirror spill itself again upon her ivory shoulder glades
circlet hours rise up from some dewy emerald shades,
where the clock slips it's hands and plays
musical scores on quicksilvery notes aquiver
movements define to perceive your frame's the river
I feel something deep affecting all this sleepy blue
when the Night is new...
Poetry by fyodr
Read 585 times
Written on 2007-08-16 at 08:23
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