Marble visions swam at me like cool cool rivers they soothed me withicy shivers of Winter showers I touched my hand to it's surface land ran my nails like paper sails across it's sands it's silted flows were far off galaxies where wings of wax melted to it's glow where singe marks of candles revealled path dented by scandal with fingers intwined we searched for an entrance thro the twilight we dwindle.
Reason for writing:
came to me in a dream.
Birth sign: Not entered
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