Night

At night when it is stillest
I look at the mirrors of the sky...
I behold islands and shores
Intoxicated with divine love
Goddess of night bathing in a spring of wine
Goddess of dawn bathing in spring of nectar
And I between night and dawn
Enthralled
Enthralled.




Poetry by munir mezyed
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Written on 2006-12-27 at 11:51

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Amanda K
as you do always amaze me by the simplicity and value of your poems.

all the best,
2007-03-24


Janine>K
this is strong words ... a beutifull decription and even reflect deep expressions...fantastic poem...
2006-12-27