Last Night

Jan 08, 2008 14:59

The trees spoke words I've never heard.
I realized I've never felt the rain before
Untill it was dripping down my face 
In the dark I never saw so clear. 
Everything was heard. 
My clarity of the sky and the night was the clearest of my life
The trees moved in unision like a massive wave taking lives in a under toe. 
The blackness swarmed and lights would appear in dfferent instances as if it was my own lite brites show.
There was never silence. 
How I welcomed it. 
I was ready to hear the sounds no instument and no man/woman could ever make. 
I tasted the air, rain, and ciggerette smoke caking my lungs.
A corn field was never that beautiful. 
A night that will not be a night again.
For it was mine to gaze on whenever I feel nature is gone.
My eyes are open, full excitement and fear.
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