Thou come forth from evening shade
to touch my hand stretched to the sun's shine,
and you, shimmer in the night light
of a million dragon scales, and I,
I gaze to read where a rapturous rainbow
moulds you into the stars sequitur!

The last love whence pools camst upon gold,
I carve no time to hold a rock from high;
so sing seraph, -- poet, -- sing on your heart be more
and I, I float in the greater grandeur born of thee tree;
Let the children weep when our reverie cometh on
as they heap upon a beautiful land, their art, our memories,
this cradle of us that seeps in the spotted blooms,
and blossom bright that air in the malt, the ebb
that turns us white ether amongst a Pleiades night.

COke

is better then pepsi I agree

The contents under the Shell are beautiful,,,,
a book in motion

LA... you see without your eyes, a quality I admire

watch out for Mom
she will touch your heart!

Silly Boy,,,,

Only when one Whispers then Humbly do I enter


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I couldn't agree more!!


"Thou come forth from evening shade
to touch my hand stretched to the sun's shine,
and you, shimmer in the night light....."


Beautiful opening darlin', nice job.

Wonderful

thank you angel

animal