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2-5-06
Felipe didn't mind
that the sand was stuck between the radiator and his beloved umbrella
so why did you care so much
when that little yellow string reminded me of Cambria and the outings we once had
barren surroundings in an otherwise amorphous ground
where round spiny evergreen colored dots scattered the sharp slate seashore
foamy mother secreted a milky frothy lapping tongue against our toes
underneath, the scurry of visitors rising high against time
old callous couples rescinding the vows once made beneath prudent sculptors vein duplicitous creations
defiant faith
growing up and down against the calla lilys
never mind
she always wanted to shun the smell of a springtime lullabye
tuned away when he told her of the love he held for her in his eye
she would rise and change the tune and then recite a line
so comfortable in a room of strangers
yet strangled and silenced in a profession of life’s trine
Felipe didn't mind
that the sand was stuck between the radiator and his beloved umbrella
so why did you care so much
when that little yellow string reminded me of Cambria and the outings we once had
barren surroundings in an otherwise amorphous ground
where round spiny evergreen colored dots scattered the sharp slate seashore
foamy mother secreted a milky frothy lapping tongue against our toes
underneath, the scurry of visitors rising high against time
old callous couples rescinding the vows once made beneath prudent sculptors vein duplicitous creations
defiant faith
growing up and down against the calla lilys
never mind
she always wanted to shun the smell of a springtime lullabye
tuned away when he told her of the love he held for her in his eye
she would rise and change the tune and then recite a line
so comfortable in a room of strangers
yet strangled and silenced in a profession of life’s trine
"If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to eachother." Mother Theresa
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this just touches the surface of a story, huh?
You're a mighty wordsmith, K.B. :-) This is like "Visions of Johanna", if it had been written by an intelligent person: that is, an Astral Star of some sorts.