Night is a shadow that has
climbed over the roof of the
sky. Day is a blanket of light.
They are as lovers that touch
only in the short minutes
of twilight, when they kiss,
when the world is suspended
between their lips. Day
wanders over the distant
mountains, and Night is alone;
Night ascends like a curtain
at dawn, and Day is alone.
And when each is solitary,
each wonders if that kiss
that they kissed was merely
a dream, if the other one
whom they touched ever were.
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8:50am wednesday, 6th november
LOVE the first line. Like the whole thing but especialy love the first line.
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3:19pm friday, 8th november
wow.........interesting..weird.......but it is a poem .......poetry a reflection of mind ..........real you...may be ....
mel
3:14am tuesday, 12th november
i liked it alot. sounded cliche at first but you proved me wrong as i read it.
shell
3:23am thursday, 6th february
good work..i loved it..i love things that can contradict eachother an realy make u think an this is one of them..how the nite an day..2 very different things can come together an be one.its kickass
x
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