Encompass nowA Poem by ArchiaSlowly the moon rises And pen to paper is put A life of a shadow Unveiled Borne to all the world Not to see To find Amongst the iridescent stars And the sun that waits over the pull of gravity Rests so softly See it not, but find it aye A shadow to slip between the worlds To flit nigh on clouds Taunting its strings Slowly the moon rises You rest © 2012 ArchiaAuthor's Note
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