The warm summer night
As the silent song becomes a tuneyou reach out your hand
to touch the sky
tenderly kissing the clouds
leaving a bloodred color above
the sun waves it`s last warming smile
before it hides behind the mountains
as the wind
gets ready to cool down
the face of our earth
and silently lay you down in the warm summer night
Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2006-07-17 at 01:19
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