I've tasted
the stars
that lay themselves to sleep
on the surface
of your eyes.
There is a spot
within a day
where chins jut skywards
seeking a symphony
in blue and white.
And you whisper,
"Tonight, tonight."
Author notes
Prompt Two: Moonlight
Believe in me,
As I believe in you,
Tonight
A contest entry
- Moonlight by crivanea.
300 points, ended October 4, 2008, 27 entries
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breathtaking...wow...u have a way w/ words!..nice job..short..but it leaves me hanging for more..lovely write..best of luck
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