concealed
saying, swaying
loading time
into secrets
covers uncovered
and the snow
white as a sea unknown
going - leaving
staying telling
words found
concealed still
as the stars track the night
wonders passing by
in streets of yesterday
maps of your perfect mind
softly light calls us
letting St Petersburg shine
behind thoughts spoken
touched and lost
are days gone by
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-08-01 at 17:45
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