"sonnet19"
in scream of night by blush of moon
his nature calls in silent tune
the warmth of breath surrounds the girl
it stirs the soul to dance and whirl
the mind does fill with sound so dark
his voice the bridge that will embark
her spirit leaves and moves across
from seen to not so quick the cross
whilst there, their natures do ascend
they split, then join as joy does blend
the night in scream, her voice now lost
three sacrifice will be the cost
the white of moon to dark of sky
entwined with silence in reply~
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
12apr07
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