On a gray Friday

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On a gray Friday

I feel surrounded,
By a weeping frame;

I no longer lust,
Any dripping blast;

The night is coming up,
And her kisses drag me,
Upon crawling dreams,
I no longer wanna live,

But,
Being on balance is,
The key of Evolution,

In which,
Written by the sweat of my soul,
My senses will be reborn,
In the rise of a purple storm.

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Allseasonsverse commented on On a gray Friday

08-26-2018

Dante 1208, your imagery is superb. I like your work it is amazing. Thank You for your poetry, your Friend, Allseasonsverse.

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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