crimsons from the runaway sundown
were an open **** on the sea surface
skyline's throat ingested the fireball
whole without mastication
her fingers played hide and seek
while her unbidden tears
matched the hues of the rippling waters
and staccato sad moans lingered like dirge
above the melody of the distant surf…
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
crimsons from the runaway sundown
were an open **** on the sea surface
skyline's throat ingested the fireball
whole without mastication
her fingers played hide and seek
while her unbidden tears
matched the hues of the rippling waters
and staccato sad moans lingered like dirge
above the melody of the distant surf…
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