Intense silence

As she walked in the room
Her black robes trailing
Sister of the moon
And a black widow spider makes
More sound than she
And black moons in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me

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She was dark at the top of the stairs
And she called to me
And so I followed
As friends often do
I cared not for love, nor money
I think she knew

And black moons in those eyes of hers

I keep going back to this image

Chaotic Paradox

Comments

Anonymous said…
F,I think the picture is perfect the way it is, if she showed off the mole on right shoulder it will change the whole thing for me,as is it evokes such sadness, and beauty, of a time once wonderful and now forgotten, hey thats just what I feel , know nothing about photography.
tks for sharing though...
sc
January 19, 2005 at 8:35 PM
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