Thursday, February 19, 2009

Nightfall...

The storm has passed into reflective darkness. Vibrating with one inhalation, the barest nose dive into the soliciting sky permeates into what breeds below the soil. Throughout space continuums, the shadows who love to tease me continue with their come-ons. For them I leave the windows open, for it's a two way dalliance - they don't bitch as much as the ghosts.

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