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Finding Vivid

Missing image
 

Behold, 

my smiling wash of warm woven sun,

as it brilliantly splashes our souls with daring, primordial glow.

Locked away from sight,

my moon romances your jealous amnesia,

and is never afraid to say,

I love you.

 

Across the evening sky of your eyes,

I see moist blazes dream their falling & rising.

You moon comes of age,

too late,

as I have swam into the sea of sun.

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  • Arizona Sunset
    December 24, 2007
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    I love the warm sun enjoyed your poem ~blessings always~ Trisha