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By Baby Rose Date: 2007 Oct 22 Comment on this Work [[2007.10.22.08.13.4256]] |
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I see salted oceans and ebony sails within the folds of your clear panes, from which the candle of your being flows. Your gold is brighter than earth's orb upon winter crystal and warmer than Christmas lights set within the frosted blanket of eventide. Oh, you scorn the stars with those eyes, they envy you, throwing themselves into the moon to try and capture a single hint of dwelling silver, and knowing they could never match, falling swiftly to the drowning land below. You are death to them... And knowing that I could never match you with watercolor shades of blue and green, you pulled yourself away..... You created this world for me, this chaotic shadowed realm. How lost I am without this light, no firefly to guide my way, and you killing stars and igniting blond angels as I watch from my grave without even the reflection of a cold marble stone.... |