Aquarian Realm
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"I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn
I wrote this short story I new it needed religon, sex and mystery.
OH my God Im pregent I wonder whos it is?
OH my God Im pregent I wonder whos it is?
Just for Practice
The Archetype Arien
Mister Inc
Where have all the budding writers gone? TW2
In the dawning silence
I can hear the phantom ring
The world just seems to fall away
I hear the angels sing
Grief and pain just disappear
My world is mine again
And for that single moment
I can live without an end
I can hear the phantom ring
The world just seems to fall away
I hear the angels sing
Grief and pain just disappear
My world is mine again
And for that single moment
I can live without an end
Velvet whispers
Inaudible murmuring
Stifled secrets
Indigo shadows veil desperation
Obscuring desire
In a lucid azure dream
I found you
Under a sapphire sky.
Inaudible murmuring
Stifled secrets
Indigo shadows veil desperation
Obscuring desire
In a lucid azure dream
I found you
Under a sapphire sky.
Well, it so happens that I was asked my permission to dedicate 2 whole pages to me in an upcoming book called The International Who's Who of Poetry with one of the pages being my poem and the other page being a biography of me. Woohoo! (Hopefully it's n
I'd be interested to read more of your stuff, if you're willing to share.
A Maiden
Sara Teasdale
Oh if I were the velvet rose
Upon the red rose vine,
I'd climb to touch his window
And make his casement fine.
And if I were the little bird
That twitters on the tree,
All day I'd si
Sara Teasdale
Oh if I were the velvet rose
Upon the red rose vine,
I'd climb to touch his window
And make his casement fine.
And if I were the little bird
That twitters on the tree,
All day I'd si
Holy butter.
you would smell the reality
sense the captivation
its availability would surround you
If you believed in love
you would glide like an angel
soar into Nirvana, winged
drift into Eden, enchanted
If you believed in love
like charmed wishes
you would gather ripened fruit
even when frost abounds
I can make you whole,
but first...
you must believe