Shadows

The shadows seek
the molten heat
of hearts afire
with great desire.
The shadows fell.
A glimpse of hell.
A mesh of wire
conquering
the minutes
and the hours.
Open wide.
He fell inside.
And never did recover...

? Michaelette ?

10/20/2005
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