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Breath fer Me


The months of Moon
 ~beckon soft~
   fall slow
    to lips
    hushed
with re'member.

Oh~ crimson touch
 on parched dream-
 fade gentle,
that I might taste
 a tear
 in falling~
and sip the wonder
 of solitude.

Challenge my brazen-
 in purple'd hues
 of swirling, pending
 morning dew..
And breathe life
 (so sweet)
 into lungs of need.

Wrap me slow
 in shimmer glow
of silent, creeping silver.
 ~encompass me~
  as I bathe
  in eternity..
of night whispers
on my prowl.
Written by darksighs
Published | Edited 20th Jul 2015
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