Astral HideA Poem by DionysiosSemblanceAstral Hide
Observation towers left behind, Lucky numbers, Sun-washed roofs And solemn gestures. An unintentional look in the mirror. You linger despite the rush, The runrate is set on hold, A placid silence urges for little soothing contradictions. Gems, wide fields of light and yellow shades are drawing closer. A round crystal chandelier again, The old photograph on the blank wall, An ever questioning recurrence. When was the last time I escaped? Sliding doors... The runrate goes on again. Improved perception, Vague recollections, Effective formulas, Occurrences you wish you could decipher. Ringing bells, Scattered sketches, Early summer,younger us. © 2013 DionysiosReviews
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7 Reviews Added on May 6, 2011 Last Updated on May 12, 2013 |