"she"
Approach the eve of shadows
Twilight,
The suns after glow
In aroma with essence
Darkness,
Her asylum of security
In a muse of dream
She comforts,
Within nocturnals bliss
PS it sounds unfinished,i agree.But i kinda like it that way.
Copyright © Gary Bechter | Year Posted 2010
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