Somewhere Near Paradise
Starlit night
and a meteor
flys by
Chill breezes
and an uncommon
moon above
Only one voice
is heard
And it speaks
of the trembling
of angels
Eyes peer out
of closed windows
deep in the heart
of the city
Wishes rise like
smoke from a
thousand urban
smokestacks
You'll rise up again
the next morning
The lessons of
the night before
burned into
your consciousness
forever
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2005
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