In the silence of
A screaming hundred thousand
As witchlight played through the night
You greeted me with a kiss.
The literary pretensions of a frustrated college student.
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2 comments:
I want a kiss at New Year's Eve. That would just be perfect. =)
You've picked a terrible time to disappear from the internets. I've been writing up a storm.
I confess that I've never commented on this poem because New Year's Eve has always been a terrible holiday for me. I do like the useage of "witchlight", and really... New Year's often reminds me more of Halloween than any other holiday. Anyway, please, don't stay disappeared... come back and write, and I hope you check out my stuff.
-Will
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