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Angels In The Mist

A nighttides talk amid this sea of Celestia's stars
Silver wings trimmed in gold horizons brushing dreams 
Wherein only love shall glow her gleam; dropping times pebbles 
Into reverberating waters images circling reflections voices these branches...
The lightning strikes a distant chord; their rippling mirrors her refrain and notes  
As Autumn's colours swept into hands gathering love's petals; heart's, silent no more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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