Tuesday, November 11, 2008

in a graveyard











wandering properties of death arresting moons within our eyes and smiles we did rest among the granite tombs to catch our breath worldly sounds of endless warring were for just a moment silent stars worldly boundaries of dying were for just a moment never ours all was new just as the black horizons blue then along the bending path away i smiled in knowing i'd be back one day
-Rufus Wainwright

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