Its measured by degrees
And the unbroken line
Spoken words of configuration
'Neath this Cathedra of mine;
Picture perfect pin hole
Deemed perfect for the lens
No one the wiser when distracted
When its a meeting of friends?
Unspoken promises hinted
While reeling in the Big Fish
Profit margin adequate
Foe fufilling ones wish?
A camera full of risque
Blackmail to follow soon
Mainting the unbroken line
The Aurora snow has Found the moon;
December 1,2011
By: Theodora(Theo) Onken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like when you write biographical but the dim lit room conceals