Second Photograph
By kostasAu
Moon lands on the shores of your forehead, warms up her body in your blazing lips, takes cover in the hollows of your eyes. ... And, here she is, now, working against time stealthily on your face sculpturing your feature enriching it with shadows. http://www.btinternet.com/~kostas.hrisos Greek and International Poetry Written January 9th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 08:43 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Moon lands..."