Single Heart
April 2012
When night falls upon
cerulean crowned silence,
A lone heart beat is
as the peal of a single bell
A clear note impeded
not by the dense night,
nor the veil that settles
over the sleep seekers
It echoes in the hollows
of empty stalwart corners,
keeping sentry still
in the shadows
Held on the air
among the silver tips
of slivered moonbeams,
carried on the backs
of caped night owls
Heart beat tolls
and falls
like rain on the ocean,
and disappears beneath
leviathan wings of
cerulean crowned silence
A Thought For Every Word
GL Roberts Books 
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