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August 13 Midnight BlueQuestion
Just one question, one moment of your time:
Just one answer I desire for this rhyme. What my dearest do you think deep inside When asleep you ride the silver spun tide? Can you give me truth--a shining beacon:
An eternal statement for each season? A wave of fire that can judge my soul, A dangerous edge that can make one whole? Would your words hold and resonate strong;
Or would they be hollow and drenched in wrong? For that thought, of what metal is my voice? Can it not lie or have I not a choice? The violin continues into the night
As I wonder of each deed wrong and right Our orchestra plays on its silver strings For it cannot lie and every note rings Hearing the gentle music telling of love
Seeing the timeless poetry of the dove And I close my eyes to dream of you there Thinking of telling you that I still care So just one question, moments of our time
Just one answer, true like a silver chime I love you dearest and I do believe that we have found true love but by your leave? First time I wrote something moderately acceptable in a while =S but it feels forced cuz I tried quite unsuccessfully to use iambic and royal couplets but still... it has its chars Comments (2)
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