Thursday, 23 June 2011


Whispers within the smoke,
drops of harmony,
that gentle patter of city lights.

Footsteps part the silence
our cheeks bed beneath a galaxy of memories
we topple toward sleep.

Tomorrow's rings smote the surface
and so finally another spiral meets.

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