after you
draw the blinds
and shade your eyes
in elegance,
mirror my words,
and mouth them in a pallid
whisper with the dusk,
just before
the stars appear
in Lyra,
and the music
wiles.
Taps and Ratamacues
A site for poetry and other stuff
after you
draw the blinds
and shade your eyes
in elegance,
mirror my words,
and mouth them in a pallid
whisper with the dusk,
just before
the stars appear
in Lyra,
and the music
wiles.
A poignant poem that grabs the reader. Well done! I will follow this poem so I can read more later.
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http://gdalexander.wordpress.com/
-G.D.