The Saint Symphonic Streets

Where are we now ?

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Towed Aurora

ToWed Aurora

A Suburb Vanishes
Into Cold Midnight dew

Absorbed by the grass
awaiting a cue

But just Far enough
a Speck of light

Seed of Dawn
About to Ignite

The pierced air sighs
Lets me disappear in time.

A Towed Aurora
Just lies between

Tern City Lights
Diamond Citrines


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