Night
Dark flashes quiet my mindHe moves
Thirst overwhelming
Sweet seduction, erotically slow
Over the blood rush, contented
Two souls bound in images beyond time, sighs in unison
Daylight overcomes too soon
Breaking the spell
Night
Dark flashes quiet my mindBeautiful1974 commented on Night
08-19-2009
yvettelove commented on Night
07-14-2009
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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