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Dancer Of Dawn
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Dancer Of Dawn |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989
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Chaps glimmering in light wrapped around faded leather hugs tightly old iron while steely eyes admire a scene now seen, in quiet admiration is this contrast of pale cradling black in back of a slow sun rising again riding the winds of another highway day. Teasingly Sol smiles his blessings reign down and, like shadows, shimmering through trees danseur d'aube greets the day. {revised 8-9-07, dedicated to RickZ for the ride..} If the sun never rises I want to go down in flames I want the last thing I hear to be you whisperin' my name. Each moment together is time that we borrow so hold me tight and love me like there's no tomorrow. {Trace A} |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
nicely written.... a moment captured with more than just an image or images..there is the underlying tension of ecxitement..and of mystery... of admiration..and adventure.. well done ma'am. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Capt, it amazes me that you saw all of that in these few words, thank you. This is just an old recall re-written and posted for a friend who likes to tease me every chance he gets with the fact that he has had the opportunity to get out and ride often recently. (and of course, I haven't  ) Thanks for stoppin in, sir. |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
Ah, an exciting, mysterious friend, taking you for a dream ride....I see it, too. Grinning at you... |
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