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By greysky Date: 2005 Jun 26 Comment on this Work [[2005.06.26.13.00.23386]] |
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how did we meet with cold winds of november creep.... humidity sheds its ice glazing everything everywhere in glowing sheets with a wind that too slow creeps yet... a sun of blue-white heat burned me far too deep in a flash of moments pulsing like a heart true beat can one only sigh say replete... when ones veins so acid etched sing... as this fire burns so... for i found a soul that with both hands did grasp the part of me so human smoldered charred away revealing a matching soul blue-white fire as the winds of november did slowly creep so softly sweet... |