Silver

by manders   Jul 13, 2006


Silver.
Its the color of the moon,
The lining of a cloud.
The music of your favorite tune,
Blasting clear and loud.

The glitter you find here and there,
A quarter on the ground,
Catch your eye and make you stare,
A mystery you have found
The magic of a couple's first kiss,
Forever may they keep it,
A whisper on a loved one's lips,
Silver is for secrets.

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