Dec 09, 2009 23:26
you drift, unchanging
while
scattered light shines
scattered scenes
bright, unfettered by design
glimpses into other times
and other places
drift close, and heads turn
hearts burst
drift away
memory takes hold, protects
like insects under glass
the light fades, but
your drifting is endless, and
I am here
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it's good. you should come into game as a poet in the next iteration. :D
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