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Moonswimming
Contributed by
Steeleyes
on
Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 03:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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come to the earth we burrow deep in the brown treasure we snake through jungles green and soft swim flashing rainbows in the translucent night fly as swallows bending the air smooth arrows being as babies gurgling under swimming suns soaring as souls each night a new story to unfurl lie stretched each nerve sighing in summer fields and in a balmy Indian night swoon in the mystic to rhythms sensual and hypnotic pure hymns to our blissful sleeping spirit catching orange flecks of burning clouds turning the world to dreams of scarlet curling like a puppy to sleep we smile and let go drifting slowly far from earth but happy to be lost in this magic
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Re: Moonswimming
(User Rating: 1 ) by lil_angel on
Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 04:01:06 AM AEST (User
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| good write keep them coming |
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Re: Moonswimming
(User Rating: 1 ) by Steeleyes on
Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 02:40:44 PM AEST (User
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| thanks lil_angel ;D |
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Re: Moonswimming
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 10:07:36 PM AEST (User
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I enjoyed this so much it's so beautiful, with beauiful visions.....thanks for sharing it....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:. |
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Re: Moonswimming
(User Rating: 1 ) by Steeleyes on
Friday, 6th December 2002 @ 06:49:18 PM AEST (User
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Thanks .:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:. , there can be a time when we want to feel the whole natural world around us and feel it's innocence. Only those who keep at least a trace of their own innocence can do it though...
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