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Police me
Every little thing you do is magic.
With a magical motion we dance in a dream,
happy to be.
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me,
we heard the mountains fall away.
It's dark all day and glows all night.
Thunder follows that electric light.
A sacred geometry of chance, shadows in the rain.
Only the wind can carry my message to you...
Only the wind
just messin about
well it is a very well thought "messin"! You have talent and I have read your entire portfolio, my only suggestion would be to keep writing, write as often as you can, hone your talent to a razor sharp edge... use your words as George Eliot’s used her own to cause the temple of Venus to fall.
Anyway I digress, meditations, reflections, and reminiscences that tightly knit together serving an effect of a mind thinking in time and space this can be your own special province. But you need to work at it...
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot