Thursday, March 18, 2010

The Stranger Woman



Lingering about
Suddenly motionless
An exaggerating wind
Swims around
The very ends
Of threads that hang off skin.
Clasping your arms
Around an invisible charm
Unnoticeably peering at the world that engulfs us.
The eye keeps his watchful stare
On a thick dream.
With lurking movements
Shifting and swooping
Making your way towards the bottomless pit
Imploring an inexcusable wish.
An eye keeping his notions clear
Summons the song be heeded
And the dream is slipping through time.
Keeping the essence of a harvesting world
Grasp the soul of the eye close
Clutch the dream closer.

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