Silk

The silk of twilight's sweet caress

come down with me 'ol sweet symphony of hum and briar

until we collapse under a blanket made of starlight

The fantasy is a dream

The dream is a contest

Where is your mind?

Old' nymph

The struggle of the fly is the meal for a spider

and spin until the world is turned asunder

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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