Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Another poem
Dew tho you'd see arrows roses and thorns in timbers often grown my eyes has loose who is adorned
Gown of garland danced the first twirling in circles for the world giving sacrifice swirling swords. Favorite hearts burning bend s danced without shoes for you under ythe moon
Rode you rode the darkened night a battle wars surged moonlight hoods flaming swords in your counties turn o can you go where the howling calls and depart with THE strength you shine on the clouded fog o silver and gold polishing the mercury a stars coal mine engagement ring In the caves nights he weilds and combust the rivers flowing down the moons galaxies and make believe promises dedicated to someone.
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