EVENING...

by R.M. Engelhardt

EVENING

Evening...

You kill me.

Slow pulse, slow your image still burning

Still.

Ouiet,

As all these voices come out

Into the dark, at night.

My love, my sadness... 'Night'

You, more than just another dance

With the moon.

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Last updated September 16, 2011