infinity again





endless are the words
picked and ironed
under the setting sun

and we touch infinity again
reaching a gate close
to heavens door

as night sings
in the tune of wild oats



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2008-12-14 at 16:29

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
"as night sings
in the tune of wild oats"

mmm. . . I like it:)

and what an imagery!

"and we touch infinity again
reaching a gate close
to heavens door"

*applause*
2008-12-14