we areA Poem by BrianA piece about what constitutes the storybook of my hand in her's and her hand in mine and what we are, time after time..And sometimes the inspiration comes from the very depths of the soul.. “we are” we are forever changing skylines where our once shimmering sunlight bends so violently beneath the darkness the darkness of the night we are making love to different hues of royal blue, charcoal gray, and the very ghost of our once fabled innocence that delicate white flower love betrayed we are swiftly fading starlights oft burned by the cosmic elegance that is seated in the very indifference which keeps us brittle and so far from right we are lethal drugs of different shades of lavender heartbeats, undiscovered poetry, and the temptations of white satin lace that tears our future from the notebook page after page we are weather worn smiles and engaging debates we are devastated memories with scars that remain we are winter blown kisses and the howl of the wind we are imperfect angels with crooked halos we are stars that rebuild we are phrases that linger and stand out on the page we are moonbeams repenting for stealing the stage we are heartbreaks and happiness and yet so much less we are the masks that embody us yet they do not protect we are the shadow of bravery and yet we love and we bleed and we do it no less we are the epicenter of emotions and we are the core of change we are everyday people that dance in the rain we are lightning and thunder when it is dry and without cloud we are lovers far from each other and we are far too proud © Brian Milici April 18, 2006 Feedback adored. May you always find your smile.
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Added on April 17, 2015Last Updated on April 21, 2015 Tags: we are proud halos crooked angel AuthorBrianNew Orleans, LAAboutThere are moments in time, splendid and finite, in which everything stops. The world takes pause. The blistering sunrise off in the distance. The cold cascade of an evening rain shower. Or perhaps the.. more..Writing
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