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Eliza Hodgkins 1812 · 01-28-2005, 01:19 PM

Wraiths

you, the delicate moth,
enticed into flame
but doesn’t get burned
because you’re that much hotter

she, pretty as a glass cathedral,
but not like my daughter
who is beautiful like the ocean -
splendid in animation;
the mirror of a terrible and ferocious
sky

he, the brilliant and dull
blues and greys of our
suspension before the void,
that mighty stillness which
cloaks distant views
in the velvety failing of our memory

01-28-2005, 01:19 PM	#1
Eliza Hodgkins 1812 Sputnik Sweetheart Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Long Beach Posts: 2,685	Work-in-Progress Wraiths you, the delicate moth, enticed into flame but doesn’t get burned because you’re that much hotter she, pretty as a glass cathedral, but not like my daughter who is beautiful like the ocean - splendid in animation; the mirror of a terrible and ferocious sky he, the brilliant and dull blues and greys of our suspension before the void, that mighty stillness which cloaks distant views in the velvety failing of our memory
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