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| angel of love. |
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angels wings of silver
magnetic truth
easy happy charm
bring far bring over their bridge
sweetly which it walks
life partner
lingerie then appearer
sad river smoke comfortable world mad death at on change violet shall world manipulate spirit vale ???? modifies destiny part speech beach soul hardly daffodil
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| Madhatter, 2009-11-23 |
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| Too much for romance |
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sad days
sing sooner
but not naked
thou cruel shoes
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-20 |
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| Gazing out the TV |
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fragile snow
supple thief forever
that silence cry the truth can break
the window
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-20 |
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| Words are mostly air |
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fair world
long blows angrily
a tongue not sweet with delight of
your wine
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-20 |
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| The border of land and sea |
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divine horses who fly over the beach
thou breath then like an opera tune
close wishing the lark proposeed to him
that fire muse are wings to soar
as blanket crowd upon pursuit
the will dear be like greater skies
says snow prince time
one leaf can cry
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-20 |
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| Sailor's Jig |
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Yes green dancing floating bliss
love this loveing madly
No vale shows the truth of things
or reveal as love
agony
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-20 |
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| For H. Melville |
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well wet of experienced quest
thee gaily writes at dry winter thorn
thou tongue it soars to know the moon !
and loves wine
angsts solitude
tears shore
Yes that ye open boat will remain
yet such rain clouds full did fly
a sun trespassed an ocean bed
can still be thunder of our dreams
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-20 |
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| Lee shore (Bulkington) |
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triping slowly over the waves of this
daisy boats fill the bay
to sail my heart as spring love do
shun castle sands the river walls two
fate walks with horses in that shore
and arrows haste at joy all
shiver me life how they fall
fool apple gift this destiny beach
can ocean rocks break us all
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-18 |
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| A forgotten hermit |
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days paid most slowly
naked of thy cross
they enjoyed a view
how candle tears
fooled the years
whos hearth a tree
and fire be
hearts pain of birth
when thoughts can sea
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-13 |
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| When the night rhymes with the day |
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by this clocks arm
my soul will dance
the hill or clouds can change the day
like summer skies in lingerie
then leads our hidden bed art rhyme
glass heat bodys dear we play
a tune worth muses honor may
forever know the tears of things
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-11-13 |
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