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I can always depend on you.

puremagicpuremagic Posts: 1,907
edited September 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
The Sky of New Mexico

So many times I have laid back and enjoyed your blackness,
taking pleasure in your beauty as you enveloped my senses.

So vivid the moments of how hard I try to touch you,
stretching my arms til they ached. Laughing when I remember
how I'd traced the lights that danced across your mass,
knowing they are not mines to have but to enjoy.

As look up at you, your like a lover, you wrap me in your mass
and bring a feeling of comfort. Should I ever feel sad
you simply shed your moonlight and guide me home.
A sky so filled with wonder is where I call home.
SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.
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