Thursday, January 22, 2009

Evening Love Song, by Rainer Maria Rilke

Ornamental clouds compose an evening love song; a road leaves evasively. The new moon begins a new chapter of our nights, of those frail nights we stretch out and which mingle with these black horizontals.

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