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My Sun

Allow those sunrays Bypass through the lenses Compose up my window Buffing Agree to those blends Seize on to my grip And let my sun Grant me my limelight Smiling, blurring Sojourn! Don’t swathe my sanity My guide My warmth The exquisite My Love You shall by no means Recoil beyond the pillows

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L'Nass Shango

Date: 6/12/2009 3:36:00 PM

Apollo (sun god) ... will always favor those who favor him ... he is the muse of poetry too ... make room he is coming. One love

Jay Loveless

Date: 6/8/2009 10:31:00 AM

This Is Really Good. Nice Job. Peace. Forever, Boo Boo

Cesar Cantu

Date: 5/26/2009 2:30:00 PM

Good morning rhymes, breakfast time!!! Jojojo the last line is echoeish, yep "recoil beyond the pillows", sounds like a pinball under a morning bed C= wiii thanks for the experience =)

L'Nass Shango

Date: 5/22/2009 9:04:00 AM

A powerful vision from a powerful soul of a powerful desire ... laid out in excellent poetry. Bravo.

David Smalling

Date: 5/19/2009 9:57:00 AM

The close is perfect ... a unique masterpiece that exhales your talent's fullness.

Izzy Gumbo

Date: 5/19/2009 7:23:00 AM

This is beautiful. A poem of the exquisite indeed :) Great writing my friend.

Nadia Shahwan

Date: 5/19/2009 6:52:00 AM

Isabella d-Este is one of Da Vinci prettiest paintings..pls google to learn more about or learn something about modern Europe. In regard to your poem, it ryhmes beautifully.