Into the foothills of the mist up the endless spiresto the jagged hardened cliffs of frozen sparkling fireIn side the whirlwinds of the night paradind nightchilled fleshindulgant in the silken robes that drape with flowing meshSheltered from the rising sun they feast with supple toungeas night expounds delorous song to those who laugh above
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem for no reason in particular(wich is the best reason for creativity) I thought it would be fun towrite a slightly macabre selection. I promise my next piece will be brighter.Besides I think this is one of my better poems(it actually has some rythm to it)I hope eveyone enjoys readind it as much as I enjoyed writing it
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