Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Forbidden Beauty

the forbidden beauty
as she rises like the
sun every morning
glittering high up in the sky
as my mind plays the flute
and the
heart plays trumpets
when she falls upon my sight
and when the night falls
she dances like the shinny stars
across the majestic heavens above
her eyes behold the beauty of
shinny heavens
as vast and as blue
as it holds
a dreamer dream
of flying without the wings
into the lands of dreams
where we are the king and queen!

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