In between the broad earth and endless sky <br />there, where you can't hear the city's cry <br />at the very peak of the parrot's beak <br />two Thomasian poets meet <br /> <br />I, a jester with a warrior's might <br />met you, a hopeless romantic from the night <br />and yes it's true, we seldom speak <br />for we talk through our ball pen's leak <br /> <br />In the past, our faiths battled <br />who's right or wrong, all is baffled <br />but to hell with that, the past has ended <br />for today, the moon has the cross befriended.<br /><br />Kriztan Rei Palces<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/city-of-the-moon/
