Monday, November 14, 2011

Stardust Memory

porny glam via Neako

If I were to see the night sky painted
A spray of energy white slicing the night
The silence that distance forgets to bring
A symphony of crickets and faraway cars
I would breathe that sky like a memory
Cold against the inside of my nose

2 comments:

Mr. Charleston said...

Beautiful post.

Harlequin said...

breathe the sky like a memory.... one beautiful line among many. echoing Mr. C... beautiful post.