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IntoTheRain Member
since 2006-01-29
Posts 51Westwood, CA |
Assuredly I have always hoped To love that which has been given to me The lunar pull Courses winding to find The deep and the depthless This current is a meaning A weightless imperfect knowing The tracing of the roots will bind you In a hall of liquid mirrors A wind to light the way What I carry is one with this The painting locked away In a room of my heart The drifting nocturne Surreal as are the colors The tides are an ebbing The fading an imperfect merging Where the chorus of the many Is merely an exhale In the midst of the most lovely of dreams |
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[email protected] Junior Member
since 2006-02-07
Posts 17Los Angeles, CA |
completely blown away, every line is like a mantra. |
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midnightblues Senior Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 1597Singapore |
Hi Rob, I'm completely in love with this poem  What I carry is one with this The painting locked away In a room of my heart The drifting nocturne Surreal as are the colors 'Surreal': my favourite expression! Love, MiCheLLe If there cannot be equal in affection, then let the one with more be me - midnightblues |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Very pleasant read, Rob~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent...very much enjoyed.  Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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