A faraway sound in my ear
Tunes me away, only to hear
Glass blown kisses mixing nights bitter,
Scraping sugar crystals across the sky.
Cinnamon swept night, to day,
Dries the crisp, yet shyest
Sigh through the shimmering veil.
The clouds float an empty foam-
Drip drops a rainy, rainy world
Upon a molasses moment, stalled.
So much to say, yet at a loss for words.
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Friday, July 23, 2010
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