7 december 2011

poetry

Jon Hark
Jon Hark

Crimson Twilight

Red moon shines
down blood stains
in clouds

Light covers Twilight
a still lake
a comforting embrace

gentle embrace
of one and one
to make crimson wake
The water is cleansing

Heart so pure
seen through perfect eyes
her beauty is infinite
so is my love for her

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