Future Moments
By leahcullen
Heat rising, While smoke dances through, Fighting breath, For breathing life, Life in dark corners, Trapped in infinite shore lines, The four winds of time not known. A forgotten coinage of ones mind eye Dreams of life, In warm summers days, Dancing in fields Oh happy times out of mind. Future moments In contemplation of moments foretold Of dances in the prism of light, For another battle of secrade times. Written March 11th, 2002 © on Mar 10 2002 08:44 PM PST 0 • 10
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