moon nymph

fascinated by the lights raping the mountains
she found herself dancing on dewy grass
young by years, old by innocence

(she would always be pale a a moonbeam and
innocent in the memories of the few)



Poetry by Ace
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Written on 2006-01-25 at 10:05

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Daniel
This is really great. So melodic, so rhythmic, so raw. It creates such an image in so few words.
2006-02-08


kip
...love the flow, the precision, point noted...'lights raping the mountains'...excellent...
2006-01-25