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The night soul

My favorite place to sit,
when the sun is gone and whispers grow louder.
Sitting with legs streched out looking and waiting...
The backround darkens as the trees sway,
following the wind's direction.
My breathing slows and my curiousity races.
Then I feel a rush grow from inside,
raising my head to the whitening stars,
showing me to be calm.
My eyes focus on the trees, thier movements.
As they sway my eyes widen and I watch,
The white light hits my face and fills my eyes.
Now my body is still and I realize,
I'm the only soul out at night.
Me and the moon.
I hear a breeze in the distance,
watching the trees rock.
Then the cool blow hits my warm skin,
and tickles my hair.
The music of night,
chims sing as the wind blows harder,
reminding me im not alone.
I feel a growl built but I dont release it.
The moon paints my skin,
capturing me again, I sigh.
Then I sense i'm not alone,
it is not just me and the moon.
Another soul has crept out tonight,
for his eyes shine back at mine...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 3/31/2012 8:17:00 PM
love your work thanks for sharing
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Date: 3/29/2012 1:38:00 PM
love this poem!
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Brittany Viens
Date: 3/29/2012 8:33:00 PM
very happy u liked it :]
Date: 3/29/2012 8:00:00 AM
Beautifull written Brittany, you are not alone. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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Brittany Viens
Date: 3/29/2012 8:23:00 AM
thank you :) ill remember that!