The stars seem to dance
For those alone who look on them with fondness.
Always they have been friends---cold, yes; but forever there
Though distant in the nightime air
And my frosty eyes gaze out
The slight raise of a brow perhaps
Asks whether or no...?
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Posted by Darren Cools at 9:30 PM
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