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let us rest with the stillness of this eve (part IV)
chadwick
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with nothing more for the fridged darkness of sleep to do but exist in within this movement and monumental livingness.
not exactly blissful everytime but with butterfly filled beauty
her name's letters write me love letters
home i have not been
this the distance in lightning
in which we believe all will come in their own due point within a 100,000 year flash
this her entire smile
grasping around my own
so we fade away in this fashion
and with streaming belief
i cannot recall a warmer
bit of greenhouse light and likeness
that which is rainforest waterfall similarities
and tropical orchids climbing
to the drifting
and ever increasing whiteness surrounding our chimney
brick and riverstone held together
as flaming logs love themselves (for us) into uplifting embers going to glorious moonbeans in grand
this
her musical night
because kissing with her
has captured ours as motion in time
let us rest with the stillness of this eve
not exactly blissful everytime but with butterfly filled beauty
her name's letters write me love letters
home i have not been
this the distance in lightning
in which we believe all will come in their own due point within a 100,000 year flash
this her entire smile
grasping around my own
so we fade away in this fashion
and with streaming belief
i cannot recall a warmer
bit of greenhouse light and likeness
that which is rainforest waterfall similarities
and tropical orchids climbing
to the drifting
and ever increasing whiteness surrounding our chimney
brick and riverstone held together
as flaming logs love themselves (for us) into uplifting embers going to glorious moonbeans in grand
this
her musical night
because kissing with her
has captured ours as motion in time
let us rest with the stillness of this eve
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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