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Delegating inspiration

Contributed by shelby on Tuesday, 3rd June 2008 @ 08:23:29 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes



Night owns this soul, in spheres of multi colors.
I dance in moments of fresh drops, falling light spray.
Blossoms on the trees drooping wet with dew.
The song of the blue jay dancing with me creating tune.

Fresh cut Iris sitting near me in a vase, watching out the window listen to the rain.
I have the lullaby that is most precious of all
whispers of the trees sigh with the spirits dancing in the halls.
The halls and corridors of my heart, spilling freely.

Night owns this soul, in spheres of multi colors.
Shall we dance in the mist of wet falling to the earth?
Listening to the frogs in distances near and far,
fragrance of sweet blossoms come to dance along.

I shall delegate each moment, turn each lovely page,
my heart full of song, my lust of dancing in the rain.
Eyes full of wonder, step light with delight,
This moment cannot be stolen it belongs for moments to me.



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~Michelle~




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Re: Delegating inspiration (User Rating: 1 )
by deadwriter on Tuesday, 3rd June 2008 @ 04:56:25 PM AEST
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Another beautiful write Michelle.

Thank you for your comments.

Deadwriter


Re: Delegating inspiration (User Rating: 1 )
by lost_again on Thursday, 12th June 2008 @ 06:27:12 AM AEST
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The shadow of the night and moon beams reflecting in her hair. You rock!

LA


Re: Delegating inspiration (User Rating: 1 )
by recklessguy on Wednesday, 18th June 2008 @ 01:57:29 AM AEST
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You are my inspiration. You are also cuter than the little angel gal here too.
Blows a kiss
Me




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