NightA Poem by Eve
Night is a pillow, a quilt of stars a songbird softly singing nocturne an exhalation, glass of red wine porch swing, a sigh. Slow romantic dance, a meditation a chalkboard for the constellations a hug, a lullaby. Night is a sacred hymn. © 2008 Eve |
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Added on March 4, 2008 Author
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