Spiritual Journeys #2 |
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msflame Member
since 2002-05-21
Posts 188 |
The sky bends and encircles me in full cleavage. The hills are clean with curved mouths that milk the dew between my fingers. Frames, images and colors are a warm bath. My skin is pink from the basin we once filled. There’s no sound, except your ensemble. I can dance; I will dance away from the rooms we created-- toward a blue gull that corresponds into song, to hold the goldenrod from our season. His journey is our reward. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Beautiful poem, Msflame! |
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msflame Member
since 2002-05-21
Posts 188 |
I thank you |
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