Monday, March 05, 2018

The Night

Like sugar on my dark kitchen counter,
The night has spilled countless stars
And undressed fair jasmines in the bushes.
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i liked that similie very much ...sugar and stars...superb!

4/08/2009 08:51:00 AM

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