matte. . . shine Date: Sunday, 3rd January 2010 @ 01:06:21 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: elle it's temporary. . . this breakdown this longest silence rapsodias, unspoken that alludes to sharp-shaped objects & a perfect peril patience. . . out of blue comes yellow catching the hidden treasures of rain & dust trickling. . . through maddened fingers. . . soon an image will stare back at me assuming the shape of pleasure a welcomed ecilpse a gift for the sun. . . This poem is Copyright © elle Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=156467