thunderstorming evening...the promise of opera and sung dreams.
mirrors not capable of telling us who we are, blatant liars.
midnight silence teaching me the knowledge of yesterdays ancients.
the guardrail of difference existed within the orange of you.
snowy peaked mountains against your landscaped thighs....artistic expression.
Lying in bed, viola-dark mezzo...thoughts of mahler and released tones.
with shallow indifference this day greets my insecurities raw.
©2011
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