Autumn Night's Dream
Jeremy1012
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Amaranth pink skin,
perspiring, gleams under
a yellow moon,
and my love moves to the
touch of a gentle hand.
The bare room
swept by the air of
an autumn night
is a skylit nothing
and her body lies cold,
after the rain
sleeping, while I dream
a thousand dreams.
perspiring, gleams under
a yellow moon,
and my love moves to the
touch of a gentle hand.
The bare room
swept by the air of
an autumn night
is a skylit nothing
and her body lies cold,
after the rain
sleeping, while I dream
a thousand dreams.
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
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Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/09
I already feel like there are several amendments I should make but I'm not sure
if i may, i'd like to say something.
if you tweaked this poem up a bit tighter it would be very good.
if you take a few moments to re-read it, remove and add a few words
you will blow your own mind away by the results.
nice poem.
and thank you for sharing.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/09
no need for the edit button here.
we are the strong.
mistakes will happen.
revision will always need be.
fuck em.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I was hoping someone somewhere would think that
Although it's not specifically supposed to be of course, I'm not a pornographer :cool:
Amaranth pink skin,
perspiring, gleams under
a yellow moon,
and my love moves to the
touch of a gentle hand.
The bare room, swept
by the autumn night air
is a skylit nothing,
and her body lies cold,
after the rain
sleeping, while I dream
a thousand dreams.