by Unknown
Jan 2010 400 Views 3 comments
Whispering
Whispering tendrils purchase visions,
let not forgive the darkened hour.
Within deep holocaust the ardour doth ignite.
Snapping light breaks thy wilful hold.
Whispering tendrils drift beyond,
cockcrow glimmer arise to end.
let not forgive the darkened hour.
Within deep holocaust the ardour doth ignite.
Snapping light breaks thy wilful hold.
Whispering tendrils drift beyond,
cockcrow glimmer arise to end.
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Posted: Jan 2010
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Whispering: An autumn night, staring into the bonfire. Lost in thought. Dawn comes.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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