Monday, March 8, 2010

The Last Night

An amateur attempt at poetry. Can you feel the emotion? XD

I find myself in this dark abyss again.

A clearing in the midnight woods
Where I stand in front of you

Eyes looking at eyes.
Cold air touching my skin
where your hands should have been.

And I wake.

My heart like drums, my soul like
newly wrung clothes in the bright morning sun.

We loved in the most secret way,
With our eyes,
and the dancing voices at the backs of our minds

We loved in the most secret place
One that the world never knew.

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