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weepingwillow poetry
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| Listening My skin screams at the open door and intruding wind As I follow the haunting call into the night While wearing my Cloak of darkness.. Past the wooden barrier, I find myself Alone and enraveled in whispering silence. Walking along the concrete while listening.. Listening to my footsteps echoing into nothing? No... listening for the hope that you are there. Listening to your thoughts unknown As I stare up at the viciously charming moon.. I pray that you see the same silvery orb, Just as I beg for you to feel my aching quiet As I listen for the determination of your existence. Yes, there I am found.. Standing alone in the silent, freezing night.. Listening for what can only be felt. By: Samantha Samantha's Homepage: http://home.talkcity.com/driverseddr/zhaneal |
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