love poem to a lady


First time forever

When the moon is cut in two. When the horizon is no more,

and silhouettes are singing with lullaby voices under constellations

with no names. There we met first time forever.





Copyright belongs to Clarence Vesanen




Poetry by Clarence
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Written on 2008-03-09 at 16:35

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