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Hana Dru Poem
she and who
amazing lady you .
as you have never been
like him has never seen
and no one will know .
at the night at the sea
when there you will be ..
in the wind you and who ,
you dance in the wind
when the start never end ,
with the waves both flow
water me and the buds ,
teach the buds how to grow..
drop me back to the rain ..
keep with you the love chain
then back me to the bow...
the amazing one are you
your words like the touch ,
your touch like the dew,
keep on singing every day .
toward you open the way ,
let the feeling ..let it glow...
keep on raising rate of beats ..
and the snow let me heat
then the raising keep slow
broken hearts i treat....
in the breathing let me live ,
let me come ,let me go
and your sadness let you blow..
how the chance became dance ,
how the arts of the parts ,
let me see and you show,
god creation ,god draw,
no one has ever seen like you and who,
words from the heart ...
from the feeling i will sew
the wondrous one are you.
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Hana Dru Poem
It was a scent...but not any
her scent filled the air ..
sea breeze ..it was jasmine of lady faire,
his contessa in the wind ,,,singing him ,
dancing love ..
and the feet dancing bare,
on the sound of his laughter
with the joy of her hair,
lady fire always hope
lady fire who would dare
first of year was so long and the night was so young
then arrived lady faire,
summer eve never leave ..tinker belle who would weave
magic carpet...tinker belle who would care,
lady fire who would water waiting souls
and your life she shall share
limitless love ..limitless mare ..charming knight to her declare ,
flying eagle and a raven ..may be odd but united pair
their wings are bride ,
above the known seeking the rare,
my lady doth sleep ,
deeply sleep in heart of chair,
as the magic calling her ...little one
very deep ..deeply sleep in my heart,
in my heart a golden chair.
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Hana Dru Poem
From a tower ,
a real flower...
falls to me
producing power,
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In that place ,recalling face
nectar to taste ,to me replace
the days of sour,
to share the days,
with summer breeze..kissing the face...
first of June ..
the pain release,
anemone..
filling the room
with loving shower,
waiting the groom ..
as bride ..
watching the years..
trying to zoom..
make it an hour
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full bloom ....
no more gloom ..your lilly
my blossom...
our love
an over whole made by loom
dress of our
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slumber's songs..
filling the zone..
no more boredom
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this is the boulder
that is the doom
no more blubber
..our songs cascades' boom
Above a tower ..
my dress a red flower
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Hana Dru Poem
It was a message
touchingly saying
the life is but a passage,
.but where are you ??continued search for any clue,
a crying soul begging to know and heart to rule
on the edge of
that mountain where he sat..watching the sun ,
watching the rise till the set ,,recalling past ,
living the now ,loving then ,trying to keep little of it..,
the same she does..with no regret ......
on that mountain where is the days are very few ,
trying to grasp little of life and love true while
the days continue flit
.but who is she ?!she is apiece of the large universe having
so much of his grit.
trying to be in his place, watching with him how the sun plays ,
and it's beauty stealing the days..,
To her he said ..bask with me in the life ,in the sun ,
as not every day we will stay and being touched by sunny ray,
In that place seeing him watching the sky and it's blue..
If this is the case and what is said is very true then hand in hand ,
and face to face ..the fate they draw ,
If this is the case then every day the love grow .as what you plant you always
get .....so why to rue?....
It was her tool ,it was a feeling
a touching call from your soul... bask with me ,let us glow ..and there
I sat ..watching the sun
and more of you ..becoming more and very sure that the seed is very
true ..and the worries were never due ,
it was a message
it was a feeling ..continued singing only you ......
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Hana Dru Poem
silence
my silence is a speech,
in my eyes you could read,
you could dive ,you could teach.
trying hard being near,
but your shores with no reach,
searching you in my all,
your dwelling in my each,
with the misery spattered the soul ,
my sorrow waiting you,
with the care, me to bleach
and the labour was the longest
lonely faced with a well
and the love born breach,
drowning there in the pain
watched by you from your beach ,
little cruel, how to be
waiting you ,me to teach.
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