Wax the sun, wax the moon
Green grasses do grow
A candle in my heart
A motion in the dark
On the table is a bottle
Green
Black
Empty
To everything but the stars
To the sky
What angels have died
Savouring the taste of vengance?
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
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4 comments:
wow....these get better everyday.
I'm awed too.
Deeply impressed
- Ai
What angels have died
Savouring the taste of vengance?
loved that :)
sit:
yes, it reminds me of Rilke's best lines. I couldn't think of something like that in decades ^__^;;
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