Friday, January 8, 2010

A Midnight Song Iv (A Sonnet) Comments

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My mind searches ceaselessly for my elusive guest;
My soul craves for an encore of her very best
Her proud presence may only be conjured by a melting pot of fantasy, fever, fondest feelings and frightful desire
She will bless me with her song which no ear has heard and no heart perceived
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Rafael Yaw Kumi
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