9.16.2005

untitled (in progress)

picture me this
out in a rhyme
i in my room
you on my mind

sit as i write
dark in the sky
low in my voice
deep in my sigh

fragrant as night
angels they fly
motion so windy
air feels alive

whisper me softly
midnight moon shines
touch of a shadow
kiss me good bye

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