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she. (Free verse) by opiate

Out of the clay of nothingness and dirt, An artist sculpted my love story, Her statuesque is intertwined with mine; With Stars shining in her hair, my fairy tinuviel, Searching and wandering for her, time immemorial, Her love is like an age old wine; She walk the street at night, into the blue light, On Pegasys, wings fluttered, moon-chasing, starry ride, Lips kiss, comets will collide, skies will shine; Holding her hand, walking, kissing, loving, talking, Free as birds, weightless as astronauts, moon-walking, Dancing and tracing, romancing, eyes in line; Laying in arms, thrown back, legs intertwined, Elves singing, angels serving, in heavens we dine, A tear to a thought, her gentle touch, she is all mine.

Sasha 22-May-04/11:06 AM
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