Wednesday, August 16, 2006

















A dance of care or sell
around the blatant core
i find the new recurrance
of the way we seek to sour
the birds are dipping close to mer
the sea sighs in sojourn
the All is watching as the shore
increases its return
all the fae
all the bright
all the beings bourn of light
watch and sigh
wonders why
we cannot find
ways to fly
give me once
a heart to sour
tell me all your dreams and more
hold me in your firmest stance
cycle 'round our ways to dance
colors white
colors blue
know i am the I that's U
kiss me once
kiss me twice
gno the magic
moves in thrice
all we knead to gno
a magic faery show

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