Monday, January 04, 2010

"Golden Mist"

The begining of a lunar star
Night she was as warm as flames
Aimed and tamed I felt shamed
And drained, her green dimond dusted
Eyes and powder tight dress put
Me to rest,her crew smolderd
With hues of blue and smelled of
Rue,cold and hard as dice thrown
Twice I kissed and missed as she
Hissed and left a golden mist
The ending of a lunar star night

Alfred Guajardo
copyrights@2009

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