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 Posted: Wed Oct 7th, 2009 06:08 am
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As the Creamsicle flesh
Of the pure milk sky
Swirls around until she melts
Into a twirling mobile
Twinkling down
From the twilight's bosom
And closing her starry eyes
She whispers
A deep glistening
White breath, warming
The soft plum head
Of the crystalline cascades.

"Goodnight," says the sky.
A soft sweet breath of sleep
Sways onto the shore.
As if to reply
"Good night."