i am zayne

lover of: music and words,thunderstorms and full moons,mountains and sweet breezes,poetry and prose,nursery rhymes and firelights.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

LAMENT

1/11/2005

MOON OVERHEAD
WHILE SLEEP COMES UNSURE
A MAIDEN SEARCHES FOR
HER WHISPERED "I DO’S"
BUT THE RINGING IS SILENT
AND SUITS NEVER FIT
SHE’S NAKED BETWEEN THE COVERS
A PILLOW FOR A MATE.

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