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Eyes of amber, setting dawn,
Life, remember, now is gone.
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Dewdripped honey falls from her lips.
The melancholy she whispers, her audience sips.
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Upon the pages of ancient books,
No more the wise man cast his looks.
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Petal from the budding dew;
Innocent child to all she knew.
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Once before the petals fell,
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Eyes that steal the moon's soft light, Scales that glisten in darkest night. Wings of pure the whitest s
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Whisper soft my dove,I am here to love.Come to me and I will kissThe dewy drops that you will miss.Let me back into your heart;Don't let thi
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Upon the ground, The angels wept As thunder rolled From high above. Yet there without I stood, unmoving. Staring without pause:
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Sweetly kissed the glorious morn
That slew the thick black evening's scorn.
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Perhaps, in time, I understand;
No more than each of common strand.
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In drops of silver rainbowsAnd dew of frosty nights,The moon, it often whispersTo night of darkened lights
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Answers:
They are demons.
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The pencil pattered several times against the right side of her neck before Danielle twirled it in front of her. Her thoughts were too jumbled to put into word
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"Write me a story."
Danielle looked at him blankly for a moment, "...huh?"
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With petals soft as evening's kiss,
And tears that glisten, endless bliss.
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Clipped as fine as sunset light,
Of precious jewels of ancient night.
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Journey swift through everglades,
This mage of which we speak.
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The day was getting dark and he still hadn't made it. Tyro grumbled to himself as he looked down at the map in his hand. Of all the rotten luck, he had to get
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Hinting soft, the wind so hushed;
As off through night, the angels rushed.
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Pattered softly like feather down,
Soft and musky, the powered brown.
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Hear the whispered coo of night;
The gentle lull of off-wayed light.
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In dew that drips in morning's wake,
And whisk the dawn in frosty spake.
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Cool the crips the metal sings
Soft the blade of darker things.
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Whisper soft the copper-ed breeze,
Against mine cheek it'd gently wheeze.
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Sweetest of the bumble's curse
With nectar's bounty no more to thirst.
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Acrostic (as requested in contest) for Rose Dark Thorn (poet at this site)
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Sweet the taste upon the lips
The delicate posie of lavender sips.
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Peace upon the evening roads
Where chance we all in time to go.
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Wherefore in frost and aging light
There chanced to be a common plight
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When dew and mist take leave;
Night, in time, conceives.
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Clitter-clattering little jewels;
Of beautiful rainbows for fatty, round fools.
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In ages past and sands unknown
There was a tale of innocence shown.
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The beauty of the alpha crow, that is the handsome man,
Is by and large a wonderous sight with radiance and lover's woe.
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