slicing away finely the edges of night
I feel for the mournful dawn of youth
(the young LOVE the night LOVE its cover
LOVE its release) when they will awaken
naked like all before at one time or another
and know the seductive power of memory
pale at last before the first tip glowing over the water--
Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.
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