Wednesday, November 8, 1995

Inkblots


Photo credit:  Pixshark

The stars, the moon
the trees galore
in a mysterious night.

Two shadows stopped
and kissed goodnight
and parted ways.

All went silent.
Time stood still
and closed their eyes.

For the night alone
bears witness
to the downfall of
mournful souls.


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