Leap,
pounce,
then race the sun
below gray skies
as a fire yearning for undying light.
That is how you
love wildly,
dream richly.
Soon hear a melody
through the mystery,
kiss low stars,
embrace the moonlight.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Magnetic Poetry Written on K Adam's Fridge with One Modification
Posted by Joey Brunelle at 11:54:00 AM
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