orgami's Diaryland
Diary
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deshabille coeur..........
the wind simmers
the broth of stars
moves
the magic aloft
Lair of Air gushing soft
while the creeks rush
fat and full sucking at
the grassy banks
running in their full
widths like pregnant
hips Cool
lush
sleeping Ice
dreaming of the push
thats nice The North Wind
cracking her knuckles
rolling back the shell
so the sun can smile
in her evening dance
and blaze the golden
syrup on silhouettes While nighttime walks
waiting for her turn
to strut the blak seam
of her long houred legs
honing Kisses
for pleasure
taking hearts
for leisure... .
12:09 a.m. - 2015-04-24
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