| a marriage of convenience |
Jul 22, 2008 10:12 pm
482 Views |  | The scent of summer rain
beats a cool tattoo through sultry moonbeams.
Your love could swallow the ocean.
Your power could tame the beast that burns within the hurricane.
I have sacrificed my longing,
to walk like a ghost through the world unseen,
to align the voice of reason with justice,
to ponder the pleasures of patience,
a marriage of convenience
to shake the pillars of heaven,
a perpetual shower to settle the dust
and awaken the spring. |
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