Wednesday, March 21, 2007

BLACK


Shadows on the wall
dances with the thin yellow light
as it flickers

Collosal rain threatens
outside the stained
glass window

The moon dresses in black
as the wind sighs
a song of grief

I lie motionless
as i felt a warm path
on my cheeks, i quiver

Heaven trickles
as i weep and grieve
over the purple moor

Thoughts that arise in me
shall forever dwell my mind
than my tongue could utter.

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