Spilling Ground
Friday, December 16, 2011
A Moment
Walls made only of shadows
a temporary room
over here, past the trees and lamp.
We unseen and far enough unheard
and thus all alone
amongst the open world.
And it was beautiful,
and done,
before day returned it to open air and many eyes.
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