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Night Storms
In those sordid, luscious moments,
We were worshiped by the wind and rain.
Together, we slept beneath the whispering storm.
Languid shadows of a dream sang for the winter's symphony.
Light from the black void shone like music,
Through a thousand bright diamonds of eternity.
A gift of Time.
Sweet as honey and peaches as the
Blood moon Goddess watches you and I lie
In the misty rose garden of our delicate love.
March 20 2006, 20:46:57 UTC 6 years ago