![]() KnotsA Poem by Tara-Rist
dance easy by the moonlight wash away the sunshine and the heat's rights cool your body and mind let the midnight fog allow it's own kind listen to the cricket's song as you lose yourself in right and not wrong pace your breaths slow to take it all in in nature's pure flow taste the frosty air and glossy reflections in deep dark stare find some, one reason you stand in silence in mid summer season pressure cooker pot to work you over to tie a knot © 2008 Tara-Rist |
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Added on February 19, 2008 Author
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