Devil's Playground

shadow blinks
Shadow blinks
as a face hardly recognizable
greets me from out of the shadows.
The summer trees.
The stinging vibrations
of his wonderous pulse.

Shadow blinks.
The red moon
secretly waves to me from behind the clouds.
dark clouds
mysterious emotions
pulsing in the leaves
on the grass
in my mind.

Fist blinks
The blind traffic light
unravels his face from the depths of the lonely night.
And how curious my eyes are!
dark lightbulbs
still stagma's of my imagination
inviting me closer to his illusive face
and perfect lips kissed by the fridgid moist night.

http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h91/sugaredgurl/holes.jpg

J
 
sugared said:
shadow blinks
Shadow blinks
as a face hardly recognizable
greets me from out of the shadows.
The summer trees.
The stinging vibrations
of his wonderous pulse.

Shadow blinks.
The red moon
secretly waves to me from behind the clouds.
dark clouds
mysterious emotions
pulsing in the leaves
on the grass
in my mind.

Fist blinks
The blind traffic light
unravels his face from the depths of the lonely night.
And how curious my eyes are!
dark lightbulbs
still stagma's of my imagination
inviting me closer to his illusive face
and perfect lips kissed by the fridgid moist night.

http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h91/sugaredgurl/holes.jpg

J

Beautiful poem and beautiful pic. Thanks. :heart:
 
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