Aeon
By alephstar
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
- 447 reads
so steady and true my aim
with starlight sight
so still my breath
and calm my heart
like kind death
upon my soft lips
and i am i am i am
just quiet
as i sit
with my arms round my legs
slender and scarred
rocking gently under the moon
singing softly to the night
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