Thursday, November 10, 2011

Those we miss

In the time of serenity

Between the sun and luna

Shimmers of red and gold

Sweep the sky on the turn

Elongating shadows

Caress the place where we lay

Entwined in the thoughts

A hand held in another’s

While dreams dance elsewhere

Trust is exchanged

On the beat of a heart

While diamonds glimmer in the night

A rose rests in each place

All that is left

Is a name

Not a face


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