Endless
Somewhere among
the sleepy coconut heads,
I trailed towards a song.
Twilight and the essence
of a Moon, dashed dartingly
between the legs of my shadow
and I remember the feel of those
words, as if they fell like leaves
Only I was the tree cradling each
syllable the wind whispered-
A silent mourning, so beautifully
bejeweled that the clouds became
entangled with my cheeks and the
rain and my tears wept, together.
For as I entered this song carved
by the hands of an angel, I found
that tomorrow was but an endless
string of dancing footsteps,
Covering the bleak realities of my world.
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