Pieces of glass waxed over a Gray Wall
Or the Galaxies facing a twinkling shortfall
I am charged but for One Possession
They can smile and sing a beautiful Lie,
Sprinkle some stardust in your eye
I am called to undo those Silverspot Strawberries
The Voodoo is charmed by your side
Lucky is the Sun with whom you rise
But I stay awake like a Pawn's Collateral
Friday, July 20, 2007
Dawning the Dusk
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