You told me not to be so cliche, so I tried something a bit different from my usual taste...
title: The Shadowing
I stand alone,
A supernal breeze flows by...
As I catch my breath,
I close my eyes,
And count the seconds as they go by.
Silence fills the air;
Clouds engulf the sun,
The light sudden darkens.
I make no movements,
No words spoken.
Rain slowly starts to pour.
The impossibility of summer rains,
grasping the opportunity;
Overpower the sun.
But victory was short lived,
As the sun did rise again.
2007-08-06
20:53:50
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