My Poetry
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many months ago I met Aphrodite. / An angel or being said come travel along, / So I followed it through on the astral plane
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Never walk through the cloudy mist he says to me... / I am a victim of the times. Back in the day Shakespear had but few words to choose f
24 lines, 2 comments,
July 18, 2007. In Thoughts
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Sparks flew inside me when I first saw you, but we didn't speak. / By chance, I glanced across a crowded room one night and saw you, / I believe in love at first sight, that our love will be unique. /
48 lines, 5 comments,
July 18, 2007. In Love
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1. Allowing spirit guides to fill my soul with auric light, / Convened beneath a tree with Dragon's Blood and stones of white. / A Magick night - celestial gleam surrounds the waxing moon, / 4. The Watche
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