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Where The Light Touches The Earth

Submitted by Elaine on Wed, 07/06/2011 - 07:20

 (This isn't really a poem, but I hope you will like it anyway)

 

I had imagined,

A starry night, an ethereal whisper whisper of wind and the deep, navy blue sea

Where tiny waves reflect the moon's rays

The scent of pine trees and salt engulfed me.

 

I had imagined,

My knitted, mauve top over my cold body,

My denim shorts leave my legs bare, absorbing the ivory moonlight

I'm running, leaping, spinning.

 

I had imagined,

The jade green and hibiscus purple burst out into the twinkling sky