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By greysky Date: 2001 Jul 18 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.18.02.57.8095]] |
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perfection this night of wind and waves storm lashed front bashing shores blackness lit by lightning fresh its thunder muted in waters crest tis a night truly to be alive walking holding against the might of the ever rising wind stumbling at times even falling rains streaming off too soaked skin laughing at this freedom till i saw her at the heart of this storm all came crashing down opening a pit a very hollow a .....calmness erie in the night waves settled leaving foam bruised skies parted with the heat of full moon tranquility settled in advance of an a waited unearthly event then with all quiet and calm she stepped from the ocean coming up out of graceful waves her dress only of sea foam make pearl of reflected moon to brightest white entranced i watched hair, clothes plastid to face and form a true parody to the human norm as upon a flatted space she began to dance using only the music of the night for hours i seemed to sit and watch her every movement a melody carving its way into my deepest heart till hours, days, mere moments time as it were without meaning came to a close and back again did she depart with her left the peace for this time i had found night closed back in the storm came crashing down now some think it odd when i buy flowers the color of day each and every time a storm threatens our way and why a figure is always seen above a certain flattened space when thunder rocks the night but i have found she likes another to join with her in dance crazy? not more than any other i think do you? |