the reaches of the cold, dark night

A Poem by Esteban Sky Cuevas

when the reaches of the cold, dark night

become inviting

embracing that which is a blight

on the morning

brings the cool warmth of a blue flame

dancing in the moonlight

only yours, ours, mine as I proclaim

only I determine right

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Added on February 26, 2014
Last Updated on February 26, 2014

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