Monday, April 11, 2005

Sister of Night


The emptiness of the night sound.
The stars are like the eyes of God.
City lights painted gold.
The aroma of distant love in the air.
Vibes from distant lights.
Steam from the distant money.
The ghosts of high offices.
Fire from the bayou.
Shadows I see..........

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