Blue River
Silently, through the course of this night,Your deep blackness enraptures me
No fright and no fear as mornings life
See's my heart stutter, stop and flee.
Inside your darkness; hear my soul-
Like a child who cries when thunder roars;
This hurt will feel better inside the morn,
This day seems bright inside this storm.
Poetry by blue_river
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Written on 2011-02-12 at 06:20
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