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Bosphorus |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
Music on Bosphorus, Expensive stringed instruments, I look at the strange sea, We are so few things. Rotation of beating hands, Goatskins, high sabres, Where would I be tomorrow so early? In your arms which squeeze me. Music on Bosphorus, Each one imagines the sky. In the eyes of a dancer. The wave rocks me, ignoramus. Let us let flee the reality, Music on Bosphorus, I would not go to hang myself, For a girl in the melodious breasts. |
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AngelofLight Junior Member Posts 14 Florida,USA |
This is very beautifully written. I love the descriptiveness of your words. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"In your arms that squeeze me."...james |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Lovely scene you have painted with your words dear Yann  Much enjoyed as always ~ Alana |
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