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Think of Me Come Nightfall
Think of me as the eyes of late nightfall crawling through a wafting sill where lone moon cuddles dimmed glow before she quietly slowly lays herself on a cradle of clouds as whistle of barn owl and incantations groans. When dusk explodes into ash upon fairways that lap, think of me mysteriously walking on the ledge of our winding grassland picking bluebells in wanderlust. And when candles snuff the lampshades think of me, like the velvet skin of dusk fall circling in a world of marbled thoughts until you etch the back of my spine to lullaby the sourness of truant dreams. The stars play game-spy with the wind rowing into a wave of dewy cruise; I enter into your own lenses, a search light that becomes the harbour of some peace while echoes of unknown voices speak... It is at this juncture when you, perhaps, might think of me lending a gentle taste of assurance that the next hours will stir a brightened sun. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, contest 259 Brian Strand
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