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She is always there
Contributed by
DanielAllen
on
Tuesday, 3rd February 2004 @ 09:16:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
PoemsonBeauty
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The moment, passes
onto a bubble, reflecting
Close to touching
Almost real
She stands beside me on my long days
Her Gladness dispels my boredom away
She rests above the mundane
On a bubble, reflecting
Once seen, she is always there
Her gentile smile, her dark black hair
The peace around her affects all things
On a bubble, reflecting
She is my center
She is my nectar
She is my missing part
Leading me upon a new road
The earth understands the touch of her feet
It supports her travel
I follow, stepping in her prints
As she breaks the silence there
Her tone enlists with the cool air
Setting free my minds chatter
I cling to her impressions of sounds
I wait for her to pull me closer
Beyond the limit’s the sunlight places upon me
To her reality, but not completely
Copyright ©
DanielAllen
... [
2004-02-03 21:16:00] (Date/Time posted on
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