Circle
If there ever was the perfect form
the circle wins of course
You and I stand all alone
in the center of our universe
While over us, the autumn sky
is newly washed by rain
The circle of the harvest moon
drips flawlessly tonight....
While amber moonlight wraps us in
a circle drenched with light
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For Brian Strands Contest: #234
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2011
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