Midnight DewA Poem by Shayna Lower than you
The grass cool and damp With midnight dew The breeze twists my hair Into a tangles mess. Strechted out above me My moon looking down I am an insignificant speck Painted into this mosaic Lost on my narrow path Twined with vines And grown out roots. Lean back against the grass I feel the dew on My bare skinned thighs The breeze raps me up In a chilly blanket. Strecthed out about me My moon looking down I am an insignificant speck Daunted by this world And the cruel savage players That act their parts so well But my night thinks there's more. I close my eyes My mind is still, my breath even In the cool night I lay warm Under the golden glow of the moon. © 2009 Shayna |
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Added on May 21, 2009 AuthorShaynaMillersville, PAAboutI'm a 21 year old university student studying Spanish, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life after college (that's logical anyway). I am currently taking a semester in Burgos, Spain, the .. more..Writing
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