You Are My Sun

By Sepulcrawl

Crepitating strokes of the sun
Beseech the scorned salt flats
With retention of moment;
To free ice of its temperate
Chill, and stinging glow.

Will you see my red skies?
Where devil tread is light
On crusts of dead lands
And above the clouds
Billow their tune, and

Acquiesce to the blazing
Spheroid of gas alight,
As pleasant days revolt
Are reviled, and sink
Below the horizon…

I know you are my sun.

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© 2007 Napalmface
Published on Friday, February 16, 2007.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • elisa On Friday, February 16, 2007, elisa (1616)By person wrote:

    '...Will you see my red skies?' ...for some strange reason......that line painted a beautiful picture of Mars in my mind ....perhaps a future vision of terraforming.....i love the language in this piece.

  • A former member wrote: Much like reading a drug.

  • Sin On Friday, February 16, 2007, Sin (1168)By person wrote:

    i want to leave a bad comment...but i cant..this was exquisite ~kristy

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