20 November 2008

For What? (Another Candle Light Night)

It's dark outside
Reddish sky fading into black
Last remnants of first snow
Glow beneath street lights
I lit a candle
Tori Amos is playing
Singing softly about winter
A peculiar kind of calm
A magical moment
Other clichés
The minutes float by
While tracks turn into other tracks
And there are no words for

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