Listen to the chimes
beneath the waves
break the calm
violet dusk
that slows the hours.
From all the origins of music
nothing is as pleasant
as the ethereal sound of your song
daughter of Neptune,
voice of moon driven rain.
It will outlive my time
as it has all others.
Eternity. Desire. Nimbus.
Be present in my ear
on the last day.
DQ 3/20/06
5 comments:
Hey, good to see your words and you posting again!
thanks Pris- likewise.
Thanks Michael- much appreciated.
this is very haunting and sweet. love it.
Jill, thanks for leaving your comment. Its nice to know people actually take the time to read these things.
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