Skins satiny under flash of aurora
tries for fingers to caress like gilded flower,
eyes look to be lost of pleasures
in a pale infinity of whispered ways.
Hidden by visions still shutting,
look at horizon in a sun to born,
smiling gloomily for one more day,
spheres losing brilliance in space.
Desires given up between fatigue lines,
wrapped up still in dawning shivers,
life streaming between born and thorn,
every moment bowed in burdened torments.
After a long dark night,
a hope of latent flash of aurora;
bossoms day by day in rotating lives.
Author notes
Picture Prompt
A contest entry
- PIF Quickie Judged by RedwingSpirit.
525 points, ended March 2, 2008, 10 entries
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