MoonlitA Poem by Meghan.EDark. Pitch dark is just how I like it. Black as coal with specks of shine. The sky's lights of night are the only source of light I want. I stare above me, lost in this moment. The surroundings are dark, except for those twinkling sky bulbs. I rest my mind and dream of disappearing. Gone with the mysterious, spell-casting, lightless, night. © 2011 Meghan.E |
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Added on April 16, 2011 Last Updated on April 16, 2011 |

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