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When I wonder why I'm writing words of whispered warmth and love To a world that keeps on turning under diamond skies above
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Forgotten souls beneath the trees, Entombed in mud and fallen leaves.
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Panic Attack Feelings (((Neo Soul))
By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love
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Taking timeFor contemplateCleanse the mindAs thoughts escape Picture theseFeelings keepThe imageriesFathom deep Share the toneThe muses wea
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its fingers touch each blade of the field,
its lips kiss each bough of the orchard.
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A few words is all i need,
To paint a picture;
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Liana, weep your beads of rouge,
fill these empty rows
with precious sorrow
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I want to write a bunch of roses Wrap them up in silken words
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Details…..
By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love
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From where within my soul shall it be found? A beautiful verse complete in rhyming round;
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I want to tell of my new love, it is the time and place.
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The ancient philosophers live again
As a poet spills his leisure thoughts,
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The wind weaves this tapestry of texture and color
tall grasses that bend with the weight of their growth
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When old Malayans wrote pantoums
To try to charm a ladies heart
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The sun shines down so sweetly on the garden that we grew
Where the branches bob and bustle on the breeze
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