Tuesday, November 13, 2007

If Only I Had Known

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My grace shifts from sand to sea,
a sequence of shattered suns fallen
& burning bright on the coldest of
a November morning.
In acquiescence, my lips set between
the teeth like coral; skeletons of
falsehood wedged in eddies, where
everything is muffled black like
the distant language of a vaulted
tongue.

1 comments to Cher:

A. Moretti said...

Amazing words, Cher. You're always going over the top. And that pic....WOOOOOOW!

Regards,

Antonio =)

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