Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Perceptions

Friday, July 3, 2009

Perceptions

Gaudy dusk's mosaic bruises the tender sky While the grim and bloodied clouds glower and frown, And shed their caustic tears of helpless rage, I watch the sullen creep of night and wonder how I feel. The tender sweep of sunset gilds the paths that angels fly And the naïve and gentle cloud curtsies... Sign in to see full entry.

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