Cellar Door
By dark_sister
In through the basement,
out through the alley,
all our dark places,
moved through and dwelled.
Serendipity that I found me,
serendipity that you're found.
Missing a voice, I'll trade you one.
Take care of this,
and I'll take care of you,
in through the storm door,
down through the darkness,
thought of and moved.
Serendipity I exist,
serendipity for existence.
Missing a note, I'll sing you one.
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Copyright 2003 dark_sister
Published on Tuesday, June 10, 2003.
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"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, June 10, 2003, Jonas
(720) wrote:
you've such an amazing handle on your words and the tone and flow of all of your pieces. another excellent addition to your cache... and 'cellar door' always catches my attention... various reasons... you caught the right vibe for the title
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On Tuesday, June 10, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703) wrote:
Sweet!