Gold dragon necklace slender figure
sculpted curves rhythm drifting clouds of beauty
sun moon and ice spiraling through frozen fields
a heart dances gliding loving tearful bittersweet
One thousand years bright chariots winged soaring
lengthy winters fired hearts
courage ascending above evanescence
graced in artistry dreams of Desdemona
charmed poised in elegance
bells ringing crisp air Lyra Angelica
pastoral fantasias hidden in loveliness
feelings begin cold frosty breaths
Concierto de Aranjuez weaving glassy loneliness...
Giacomo Puccini, red violins crying
in Lamento d’Ariane
echoeing their songs:
choreographed spheres solitude flying
black swans reflecting ripples on frozen ponds
glints an exquisite golden necklace
magic leaping East of Eden.
“This is a sport, and it is beautiful!”
Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble, my Michelle...
“It has always been a dream to win the Olympics!”
My beauty, these are also words that go together well.
Winning attitude pureness of heart gleaming gold
Taj Mahals, Songs of India, Neverlands
twirling looping seasons of romance
Andrea Bocelli
yes, the Romanza!
"On your own" toes frozen glittering bruised freedom mastered
curtains closing twilight gathers
helix of memories unwillingly settles...
ice flys anew
tiny skates swarm
twisting winding reaching for the heavens
where you have dwelt
a place you have warmed!







Blessed Be, Chelsea


Josephine.


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