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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In that season when the wind blew A love note, remains timeless and still A conversation of close-knit tone began And abideth like day and night till... We, two beings, entwined in spirit Have the pleasure of owning the world The shadows remain just as long Time limited as ever before Sweet sunshine cures our love To a smooth velvety silk Our stream is cool like the furthest cloud Our fierce fire is contained within our wings We’ve had chance to dance to our laughter The roar which destines anguish in to blue seas Where each wave rises and crashes in rhythm The tune of a pair bound by a single algorithm In our world there is a lake of clear waters Where my boat once dropped a shank There was a ragged shore that threatened one Not to go that far, a timid breeze that bent reeds Cute and slow like the tilapia dorsals, from the bamboo Grove nearby a call from a lazy quail to its roaming mate A bubble of black water from upstream where ungrateful humans lived, a piece of cloth drifting on the stiff waters. That was all to see and hear. I could hope and learn from the evening toss Of the lake how the lone quail earned its keep But the lake was dead silent In that brief moment of time stasis A fable has it that the goddess of the lake Would come to accept the sun’s goodbye Alas! Behold the lake was a flaming pan Like ripe red chilies in a windy sunny day Behind the hanging clouds that evening, stood In a frock of the pattern of the floating cloth A succulent beauty, long nose, creamy teeth Whose long tresses will my days and hers entwined
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