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For Eternity
I want to gaze for eternityupon your molten copper eyes under pale moonlight. I want to hear your lion’s heart beatcalming the thump, thump, thumping of my fractured heart’s song. I want to feel the heat of your handswarming my frightened body, burning fire… Continue Reading “For Eternity”
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To Be Small
“Coming, going, the waterbirds don’t leave a trace” – (Dogen) To be small among towering treesTo saunter through umber rustling leavesHere is where my soul comes alive, thrivesWhen wind comes singing over hillsides Sunset paints sky with an artist’s handEvening ambles in, drapes across… Continue Reading “To Be Small”
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Tuscan Gold of Day
“Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.” ― Franz Kafka Melancholy light comes creeping inmingles with dwindling tuscan gold of dayhearing mournful notes of ancient violinswith sunset’s fading comes a… Continue Reading “Tuscan Gold of Day”
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A Glowing Orb
A cold shaft of pearl moonlight Breaking through the barren trees A glowing orb bouncing, weaving Come! Sweet fairies dance in winter leaves Sway with your lover dragonflies With wings raised high Waltz the starry night away As jeweled butterflies in your hair shine
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For You and You Alone
Golden orb hanging low in waning evening sky, Your amber eyes aglow in sunset’s fading lightMy love, come closer stilllet me whisper in your ear I’ll sing your blues awayfor I’ll always love you dearforever and a day For you and you alone, I’ll part the deepest green sea… Continue Reading “For You and You Alone”
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They Say Only the South Wind Flattens Grass
Watching a noisy flock of geese while they gaggle to one another, pondering what they sayand why they travel far and wide, only to spend the winter days basking in thewarmth of sparkling sunshine in deep south, with feathers ruffling and dancing in the cool windtheir foraging… Continue Reading “They Say Only the South Wind Flattens Grass”
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Breathless
“I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.”― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights In these dreams, I write in colors I’ve… Continue Reading “Breathless”
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