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MIDNIGHT SUMMERS
MIDNIGHT SUMMERS
midnight summers, sultry dreams
feverish thrashing among silken sheets,
living the moment ravished by the ecstasy
of another heart beating into your own.
sad morning epiphany – all will end in
a sudden flash of Time.
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Comments
Geremia
Sat, 2016-11-26 10:40
I'm not dead yet-- soon but
I'm not dead yet-- soon but not yet.
Candlewitch
Wed, 2017-01-04 11:26
hello,
the last line is very true...but while we are still here, we should live to the fullest, as the rest of your poem suggests! I love it!!!
*major hugs, Cat
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