Darkness Turns To Light
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Dove Kilpatrick
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Poetry
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2008
The lovers kissing in the mist,
Always with the ash tree; lips to lips.
Blood stains ones clothes, the others angel white
Black and white; dark and light.
None existing without the other
But far too busy to be a lover
They met every day; half an hour.
Before the light gives a flower
To say goodbye for one more day
Beside each other they will lay
Until eternity is over and done
And freedom is won.