Thursday, October 05, 2006

Here Comes the Sun

On a night much as this
Where the gleaming eyes of the waters
Gaze over a sleeping city
Came a lone man to his bliss.
Wearing ugg-boots and a scarf,
She drew the night in beads
Laughing as she hurled them into the waters
Till the gleaming eyes winked back.

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