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Shivered Proclivity
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Shivered Proclivity |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Shivered Proclivity Breath, slow and shallow Misted thought, slickened sound Reward like apple wine Color has washed its whisper from the trees Floating unencumbered to the ground Dilated blue-green, the sight as yet unseen Have then I become forgotten Nor shall I be recalled to silent nights Feel me, as the wind that strokes Iridescent touch befall, jeweled regard come call These times connect us in the rhymes And I resume content in your keeping Love, so surely not gone sleeping Crackle in the air of autumn crisp You are my one true heart, as I am song Sacred and ever air bonds us to the fall And here; breath, slow and shallow Do I decorate your flanks, willow and silk And do, we dance beside rippling clarity Time and certain tide Copyright Kkh 10/24/09 |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Diamond, GREAT to see you back! you take my breath away with this one You are my one true heart, as I am song Sacred and ever air bonds us to the fall And here; breath, slow and shallow Do I decorate your flanks, willow and silk And do, we dance beside rippling clarity Time and certain tide this just HOOKS me! and the last two lines... mmmm perfect |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
quote:Oh my but I loved this. You have truly been missed, as this is my all-time favorite of yours. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Beautiful write! |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
color has washed it's whisper from the trees. Me likey. Great Job TD. Paul I love my dog, and my truck. It's that simple, really. |
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