2/28/03
just wind passing through her hair
the midnight blossoms closing near
the perfect pitched silence drowning my
stare
her sidewinding stroll captures my minutes
passing forth upon magic
rolling hills of splendor
immediate departure
once again
off we go...

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georgiasam
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Full many a wonder is told us in stories old,
"of heroes worthy of praise, of hardships dire,
of joy and feasting, of weeping and of wailing;
of the fighting of bold warriors, now ye may hear wonders told"
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