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haply God's riddled it --
in the dictionaries of me -- therefore you released I, and you, in the rivers of the darkest night, secreted sacred knowledge of me and of poets, words that pierced my armor parts of me, live in you -- out connection invisible -- that release the levee of I, and I, acquire frothed droplets of you. insights of thee, only I see dawn break feelings reflected through me, of me, bond so strong, thine undetectable, and you too, live within me. bless our park, the bounty cast skyward -- it may not be beloved of gods and heroes -- whilst thine eye on that which writers use and muse, so foreign once, and sighs that dart off thee mirror pure with every sound and all your sweet. and to the ghost I go through portals of beauty -- and that love of swings and carousels -- i feel that which you, woman-savior, laid the Sun as it breaks below my mind most complete, though thou art we affect each one knows.-- that love, of hills and valleys -- engulfing thee and i fully, separate from the rest of the world, encasing us warmly. often, i ponder, is our bond felt by others, have they found love, as i have in thee? that sacred, ancientness of feeling, that has opened itself to you and I -- an arm beneath a dream of tresses -- dressed in golden maiden adventures where your scent, the bloom of promise, lingers in the bosom of earthy eternity. |
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haply God's riddled it -- in the dictionaries of me -- therefore you released I, and you, in the rivers of the darkest night, secreted sacred knowledge of me and of poets, words that pierced my armor parts of me, live in you -- out connection invisible -- that release the levee of I, and I, acquire frothed droplets of you. insights of thee, only I see dawn break feelings reflected through me, of me, bond so strong, thine undetectable, and you too, live within me. bless our park, the bounty cast skyward -- it may not be beloved of gods and heroes -- whilst thine eye on that which writers use and muse, so foreign once, and sighs that dart off thee mirror pure with every sound and all your sweet. and to the ghost I go through portals of beauty -- and that love of swings and carousels -- i feel that which you, woman-savior, laid the Sun as it breaks below my mind most complete, though thou art we affect each one knows.-- that love, of hills and valleys -- engulfing thee and i fully, separate from the rest of the world, encasing us warmly. often, i ponder, is our bond felt by others, have they found love, as i have in thee? that sacred, ancientness of feeling, that has opened itself to you and I -- an arm beneath a dream of tresses -- dressed in golden maiden adventures where your scent, the bloom of promise, lingers in the bosom of earthy eternity. I shall leave you cause at this very moment I just want to bask in the glory of your soul,,, Simply Beautiful |
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I shall leave you cause at this very moment I just want to bask in the glory of your soul,,, Simply Beautiful awww La, that truly is about as nice a thing anyone can say to another. thank you |
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Good Write! Well done.
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Good Write! Well done. gracias! |
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I do so enjoy your writtings
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I do so enjoy your writtings why thank you |
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Good words man..
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