Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Out of the Flames

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Out of the Flames

Out of the flames a dream, in ghostlike silence, stretches itself to stroke my face with sated wings. I indulge in the moment as if it were my lover. New moon stares down at the exchange. She speaks in ancient symbols of light and mystic charm. I listen, mortal tongue quieted by her wisdom of fire.... Sign in to see full entry.

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