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(Her name here)

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited September 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
My friend, that’s what you are.
A joy to know, that’s exactly what you are.
We never met eye to eye, but I know your heart.
All treasures fill your sky, ivory stars gleam for you.
When you’re sick, run down and weak, I carry an empty bruise.
Your comfort is infinite fluff drifting freely, I wish I was that cloud.
I imagine big smiles filling any room you are in, you’re a pleasant walking rainbow.
Hard times like waves crash around you, ride that surf beautifully and strong.
Be who you are, only you.
Within you a little flower is struggling, why cant I be the sun?
Rolling luminescent nighttime meadows, fireflies whisper your name across delicate wings.
Valleys silken in white sprinkles climb vertical granite peaks to dream of you.
You’re thought of in this grand universe, I know, I run it nightly.
My friend, that’s what you are.
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
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  • Astral StarAstral Star Posts: 129
    Wow this one took my breath away. Such a rolling wave of a poem that goes down into the valleys and up to the universe with such fluidity - Gorgeous!
    "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to eachother." Mother Theresa
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Thank you A.S.
    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
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