SublimationA Poem by SerianaA request...based on the image. I do hope you enjoy. :)
Sublimation ringing in the grey winter morn silent sunlight fades misty hallway emerges The winding wind lingers brushing its frozen fingertips caressing Father Time The patient pathway leads on a beacon pleading through the mystique calling on her fading weakness enrapturing him with her silence Until the hour that crimson ice lands in shattered shards crunching under the weight of his dissipating footsteps © 2009 SerianaFeatured Review
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Added on May 29, 2008Last Updated on June 7, 2009 |