David Zvekic

Rookie (It was many and many a year ago / In a kingdom by the sea)


She is the moonlight pallor,
Dark water's cold caress
Echoes in the shadow of midnight's kiss.
On a single mote of her hair,
For an eternity...
                    ...I could gaze.

Her dance is the rhythm of surrender;
She moves above admonition

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