01 July 2010

Basking in the Trickling Light


the night illuminates -
it(with embers
that dance like

fire
flies
in your
dark,dark
eyes)beckons me
with the afterglow

of its existence,

promising(swearing,
oh how it knows)every
thing

my heart has never(how
can it? it is only mortal)dreamed.

it
promises
warmth and
promises
summer.

phosphorescence in the
least,
something
eternal at
its best.

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