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...And the night was cold and clear, when silence stopped all the world. I was left, speechless, whispering to someone who I’ve never seen. And those stars, oh, those stars that painted ever shadow and deep cold blackness with brilliance, each of them caught my heart and pulled it closer to your arms. I couldn’t speak, when they sang to me. I heard the silence and was overwhelmed with your breath, as it rippled through leafless branches and tugged and my hair.
You spoke to me then, in silence, without a word to say. Or perhaps I misheard, mistaking the beating of my heart for your gentle whispers, or the crunch of feet on the icy snow for your voice. But whatever the reason, I heard you that night, in the silent and in the shimmering skies.
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...And the night was cold and clear, when silence stopped all the world. I was left, speechless, whispering to someone who I’ve never seen. And those stars, oh, those stars that painted ever shadow and deep cold blackness with brilliance, each of them caught my heart and pulled it closer to your arms. I couldn’t speak, when they sang to me. I heard the silence and was overwhelmed with your breath, as it rippled through leafless branches and tugged and my hair.
You spoke to me then, in silence, without a word to say. Or perhaps I misheard, mistaking the beating of my heart for your gentle whispers, or the crunch of feet on the icy snow for your voice. But whatever the reason, I heard you that night, in the silent and in the shimmering skies.
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- Last seen on Sep 12 11:04 PM. Member since March 26, 2006.
- I am a 19 year old man from Minnesota (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm graphic artist, student, photgrapher.
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He could feel her breath on his cheek, hot and passionate. Her heartbeat against his, quickening. He held her close, breathless, unable to speak. / It was dark, and no one was there to stop them. / His
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Tonight I saw one of the most stunning things I’ve ever seen. I was at a friend’s house on Gull Lake, and I noticed the moon shining bright
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- An Azure Future String at allpoetry
The strings lie there, waiting for fingers
to take them up and spill out patterns - Birth, Light, Fire at allpoetry
I was a small child, then
after birth and before the hammers fell. - November Rust at allpoetry
Tomorrow is my birthday, my sister tells me
and I turn old again.
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LeBrooke on April 26You haven't been on in almost a year, your profile says. But I want you to know you're a great writer and I miss reading your new works.
Come home soon?
