It is written.

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited November 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
She is the way of flowers, it is written.
To linger in her scent so beautifully sinful,
my only wish to become her bee of honey.
Taking me off and away on a floating castle
in the clouds, she is my every sky.
It is written.
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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