Travail

A Poem by IComeAnon

One rise, one fall--

We rarely see each other at all.

A strange noon-moon,

Mid-day, you still light me.

One time eclipse,

Delight me.

Like the sun and moon

We dance

Across Horizons

And never got to see each other,

But to see you today--

What a waste.

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Added on October 11, 2010
Last Updated on October 11, 2010

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