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An apprentice of swallows
Contributed by
allain
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Thursday, 1st August 2002 @ 09:38:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Thus it has been said swallows come back in spring
To seek new loves and fill their hearts unburnt desires..
I hear them in the trees chirping in Sonatas.
I love to listen to their love melodies
As they leap from twig to branch
Inside me my heart leaps too when I remember you.
Because you see I need your smile, voice, and touch.
I need you wordlessly like earth, water, air, and fire
I need the clarity and transparency of your eyes
I need the spring symphony you bring out from within me
For this reason I follow the esoteric teachings of swallows
I find myself a disciple among them.
An apprentice of their love songs
The fire to find myself in your favor my beloved!
Close your eyes my love and listen to me.
Be silent and wait for the wind to carry my song
Change your course my love.
Love me!
Love me as spring awaits swallows.
Copyright (c) 2002 Allain Gracio
All rights reserved
7/15/2002
Copyright ©
allain
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2002-08-01 21:38:13]
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Re: An apprentice of swallows
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by chatabox on
Thursday, 1st August 2002 @ 10:38:09 PM AEST
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Wonderful. I sit in my garden of an evening and watch the swallows dancing in the air.
Reminds me of something I read once too
"If you love something, set it free.
if it comes back to you, then it's yours.
enjoyed this so much!
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Re: An apprentice of swallows
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by spaceotter on
Friday, 2nd August 2002 @ 12:30:22 PM AEST
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| Beautiful and so right. Sometimes if you don't watch out your love for someone goes stale. Revival is always good.:) |
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