Comet TrailsA Poem by Alana Michelethe picture is a oil pastel drawing of mine!a moon rose high stained with your hands all purity washed away in the tide dripping from the sea a contest of wills battling for hope razing the sky but failing to claim the stars that mark on the path of the comets fading trails like secret doors in the labyrinth of my mind the key I once held stole from my grasp cast down to the earth you stained below © 2009 Alana MicheleAuthor's Note
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