If I send you flowers with no scent
While in joy my heart throbs silent,
and my hands weave an umbral lace
hovering in the air in an eerie dance,
dissolving reality with gaunt reverie
our words to each other finally adhere,
even when they are barely whispered
still received as the gift most valued,
creating for the flower a new fragrance
bewitching me ever from such distance
for it widens swiftly inside my dreams
and remaining real when the day beams.
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Written July 5th, 2005
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A contest entry
- Dream's Come True by pimp daddy satin.
300 points, ended April 20, 2006, 10 entries
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thats gorgeous!!!
<3333 Glamour Whore -
awesome job Joao! i love it!
keep it up. post more like this, 
buh bye
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ooh, not really a question but it would be that reality still manifest from a dream (a flower with no scent is supposed to be unreal)...but really, I prefer to see answers that are not mine
Thank you ^_^ -
It started out as a question, so I don't understand how the rest of it fits. I like the imagery, as it is beautiful. I just wonder where the answer is.
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Beautiful and breathtaking.
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