A kiss flying through the air midnight mist floating endlessly eyes of lust the sands of dust drifting in the midnight air blowing leaves a midnight beat A reach of thirst misses the lips warm wraps a shower lingers followed by shadows of a moon resting on the horizon falling in the sands of soil she spells his name curled up in a trap warm air of the sun rises high above
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
where do you belong where are you going how do you get there
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