Midnight Fringe 2 Poem by Tut Lazarus
Midnight Fringe 2
Rating: ★3.5
My mind is preoccupied
The night is my time
Now I am called into the deep sublime
Where the kings of past dine
Purples and Rhine are the wishes of mine
When the moon is high then the stars shine
When the pack nigh then I am deemed to die
To inhale the mist are the wishes of mine
Friday, June 17, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: nightfall
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