A Valley
By h2whoa
Silence. I am an intruder here, In this Valley of Shadows. Blackness shines blindingly brightly upon me, As I crush impossibly Hard Stones beneath my feet. I Slowly Press on. I see the eyes, That can not be seen, Watching me, Though I am an invisible shade. The stones become silky, Black rose petals That rise up, Unseen but heard, To meet my face. And I turn my face to avoid, Your angry glare. Embrace me. Written November 26th, 2001 © on Nov 26 2001 03:06 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Silence...."