8.02.2004

Encore.

Yup, you guessed it. Another poem. Yay.
NIGHT
The moon is jealous
as the world is in languid slumber.
Yet sleep does not drench
Her pale translucent skin
Until dawn approaches...
In her domain, she watches
over all.

As elaborate as a blue diamond symphony,
the intricate mist of the
Sun goddess envelopes us.
Her rich-toned honey music
steals us away,
Oblivious to all but us.

Daylight shimmers as
Earth goes about her usual business,
Yet--
A subtle silver dust
begins to settle...
Night draws near.

2 comments:

Homie Bear said...

Did you guys see this yet?
Ghost in the Shell 2.

Cass said...

I hadn't yet! Thanks for the heads-up dude!