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SUCH PURITY, THERE OF ............
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JOURNAL#31 meandering on
in a moment so blue
wistful is an overly haunted thought
in some soulful remembrance
clever captor that you are
how you trespass through
mine heart's lush fields
a scavenger almost
it would seem
of my love
brilliant in your gentle observance
grant me but
the purity of
your finest intentions
with my heart here at a stand still
you dream to have your road block
firmly in place
at the world's feet
my porch it could be said
is swept for me
how unromantic must that
seem.................
(written Feb 2,2007 320am)
