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Embracing Utopia
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Embracing Utopia |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Embracing Utopia By: Noah Eaton 4/18/01 Among the tulips she stands Kissing the crisp sweet misty skies Her face glistening with warm light Smiling among springs enchanted surprise She dances with the tulips with me Wrapping me in her sunshine Yellow shadows of youth shimmer across my face Sharing her fantasies with me, as I do mine I cradle her against my enlightened heart Her eyes are a million sonnets, flooding from her tears When her lips speak, poetry of life kisses my soul As her tears fall from her soft creamy face, screaming in joy when I am near Lotus flames burn brightly against the blue bonnet velvet sky As her lips meet mine, feeling heavens touch with my girl Bluebirds fill the cottonwood trees, singing Sweetheart’s symphony Smiling touching her angel face, reflecting the golden majesties of heavens world I strum her silky marigold hair Every stroke pure beautiful music to my ears I hug her close with eyes closed, crying in joy with promise That I’ll always be faithful to her, and accept whatever happens, when I’m by her side for all these coming years A such happiness fills me, holding a dream Completely sure I am embracing utopia, as I hear her sigh, touching me Her sigh echoes in mine, smiling as I say to myself That God must have spent more time on her, my true love of my dreams |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
The very last line reminds me of a current song... how well you captured it all! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
This is very nice..."God must have spent more time on her." I would say he definately gave you a fine appreciation for her...James |
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Fading Away
since 2001-03-14
Posts 3131Lynchburg, Virginia |
This is a great piece! I enjoyed the read.. thanks for sharing! --Marie subconsciously, i think i can eat so much to make my stomach hurt, instead of my heart. |
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