The Night Visit

November 14, 2012
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autumn’s night draws nigh
crickets still transparent wings
whip-poor-wills name cry

earth’s breath gently slows
pine beckons with needle tips
rustles soft and low

touch his calloused skin
our heartbeats meld into one
fresh wounds forgotten

ancient stars observe me
bright twinkling eyes recollect
evening reverie

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Something16 said...
Nov. 16, 2012 at 10:42 pm
While I was reading this. It sounds like a poem they put in literature books. I like it.  
Gabi1994 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Nov. 17, 2012 at 2:15 pm
Thanks! DId you mean like the kind authors put in front of chapters, or what?
Something16 replied...
Nov. 17, 2012 at 8:50 pm
Yes I was.  
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