(Part I) unfinished

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited September 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
To touch your beautiful face like clouds at Machu Picchu, I long to.
Come lay with me among a lush earth of emerald grasses and wild horses running spirits.
Tomorrow I will bring you a new morning dawn, you will give me the moon tonight.
We intertwine ourselves weaving through the intergalactic root systems of time.
Grains of sand build dreams in our pillows hourglass as we drift away.
Gracefully flowing around me your hair is my river taking me out to an open sea.
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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  • what an exprience!!! that one was written like it was dying to get out of your brain..I bet your creative mode was in overdrive
    This guy wouldn't know magesty if it bit him in the face- Strong bad

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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    what an exprience!!! that one was written like it was dying to get out of your brain..I bet your creative mode was in overdrive

    yes grasshopper it was.
    been like that lately.
    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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