<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447248" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anomalies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anomalies<br>Date: December 8,2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Moonbeams light the walls of this castle<br>Washing pale the hallways of memory<br>Dust lay heavy on the bindings of yesterdays<br>Jackets…time worn and threadbare<br>Betray years of labored use</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many a seeker has roamed these halls<br>Searching for the chalice of desires<br>Words that bring meaning to the raging vein<br>Lullabies to define love’s true intent</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here…passion free falls from the lips of seduction<br>To be captured, bottled and thrown to sea<br>Words scribed, confined to the drying leaf <br>Secrets…whispered a thousand times over</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From these shadows, a strange sentiment stirs <br>Rain threatens the most demanding eye<br>Fire simmers between the lines in whispered disclosure<br>And rivers flow in a briny tide of desperation</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love songs seek refuge, hiding between the folds<br>Storms brew, and bleed out in voiceless vindication<br>Intimacy…carved on stone, is inked from the blood of the master<br>Traps are set and whispers snared<br>Confessions spilt to the eyes of the unknown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behind the drapery of wicked desires<br>The perfume of lust still lingers<br>Moans rise, pleading for their final breath<br>Seeking escape from long held morality</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ghost lovers waltz to the rhythm of fire<br>Spirits bow in homage to ancient history <br>And night winds croon to the bones of the dead<br>All praying for their final flight into unity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Climb to the attic, up the rickety stairs of oppression<br>Past caverns, as black-filled and ominous as death<br>Scale the massive oak, wrapped and smothered in strings<br>Binding forever this life of illusion </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Speak softly to the night man, he is the salvation<br>Turn and face the judgment of a soul forgotten<br>Stand silent at the crypt, if you dare…confess, accept, and forgive<br>The pain of this life will wash you clean</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>******************************** *************<br>Copyright © 2011 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Leria+Hawkins">Leria Hawkins</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447248" data-title="Anomalies de Leria Hawkins" data-description="Anomalies Date: December 8,2011 Moonbeams light the walls of this castle Washing pale the hallways of memory Dust lay heavy on the bindings of yesterdays Jackets…time worn and threadbare Betray years of labored use Many a seeker has roamed the..."></div> </div> </div>

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