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Poetwords can change your mind
and confuse you and soothe you.
The lines can make you dream
then look out a window.
.
Words can paint and walk around
outside as letters with feet
and a parking meter.
.
Words can approximate
loving. Hope is the goal
or failure and woes so severe
words fail.
.
Elevation is how poetwords
live best, among starlit
moonshadowed nightscapes.
Words are other world like,
at peace or war, clashing celestially,
one might say astrally,
in a reader's eye.
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Lady A
06-30-13
6:11p
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BOOOYEAH, GOT THAT RIGHT
BOOOYEAH, GOT THAT RIGHT SISTER, AMEN! :D <3 it hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
ROFLMAO Once and Again
You rock! Nuff said ~~A~~
Love this one,
Love this one, allets.
mystical magical words
of love,
bring me the child in all.
mystical magical child within,
remind me,
unblind me
to my essence
again.
mysical magical
moonlit night,
let blankets of
moonbeams
restore my sight.
mystics in poetry,
angels of rhyme,
shower me,
empower me,
twirl love
to infinity,
your gentleness is
grace so sublime!
~peace~
.....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Blankets of Moonbeams
Thank you for the write - moonbeam blankets are my favorite! Lots of Lyrics, lots of love - lots of smiles too ~~A~~