I bestowed a dawn
To you
Onto the pier
All through shady night
I bestowed other days
To you
After a desperate noon:
On the abandoned shadow lines-
Drawn in a silhouette
One by one by every beaten means
The sky often vanishes
At this point by magic
The impounding heart of yours
Ponders on the field
In the air with flattened zeppelin
A charcoal night gathers
The treasures into its primitive vault;
03/10/08
dawns...days...sparking... burning... the end...charcoal nights gathering ashes? well... a mystic write...bitterness coated in sweet poetic lines...10
light of glimpse enlightens the soul heart when accords wamth by sun that mellows passion by elation silhouette still stares slwowly melting into blue by perfection treasures of night bequeaths glow beneath melange of shadow....................wonderful eloquence of love yet fluffs over the texture of fragrance, passionate flow of ripples by the colors over the mist of dawn yet reeling deep within, luscious grin of the green, of unique genre,10++, thanks for sharing
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dawn....charcoal.............in and out superb write