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Evening Song

Rating: 2.8

Full moon rising on the waters of my heart,
Lakes and moon and fires,
Cloine tires,
Holding her lips apart.

Promises of slumber leaving shore to charm the moon,
Miracle made vesper-keeps,
Cloine sleeps,
And I'll be sleeping soon.

Cloine, curled like the sleepy waters whtere the moonwaves start,
Radiant, resplendently she gleams,
Cloine dreams,
Lips pressed against my heart.

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M Asim Nehal 14 January 2016

Cloine, curled like the sleepy waters whtere the moonwaves start, Radiant, resplendently she gleams, Cloine dreams, Lips pressed against my heart.

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Lamont Palmer 05 December 2012

Perhaps the greatest poet of the Harlem Renaissance; better than Langston Hughes, if not as accessible and joyful.

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