GiftsA spring night sprung by the blind man's caravan that carried our desires by a thread (tangled, might i add); With a syrup that eased our will, with air so fresh that it was only for our lungs, and only for our lipsGifts
Another spring night bore a barn, black and full of rotten straw, my secrets in a stranger's fist; With a syrup that eased
all kinds of suppressed things, and the air that followed was so fresh that i spilled my guts (in both senses of the phrase)
The summer nights brought fields in the shadows where our
The DragonfliesDragonflies are all around, they're filled with laughter but make no sound, They fly alone to encounter others, butterfly friends and frogs as loversThe Dragonflies
Lovely colours caress their backs, but only shine when the light reflects, When darkness comes, they become the shadows, and amble about like aimless arrows
O the elation when water is near, the fresh scent sends them to rapture, I hear, The moisture will ease their jaded wings, as they continue to flutter like whimsical things
They tear apart whatever they need, they even breathe fire, but you nev
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Everything has a beginning and an end. It's the middle i'm worried about...
Later,
Eric Moon
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The King of the Graveyard Has Arrived Once More....
xxxxx
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