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The Wishing Wells of Love
Timeless hearts are borne amid a myriad of collectives colourful arrays ~
Yet sometimes I do not whisper soft enough although, when I should
While being dipped in these many different hues; a world which paints
Myself a soulful muse; that I truly could be most things for all concerned....
Re-tying a ponderings bow of hopefuls moment within this wishing wells
Vision; and what is my greatest desires most perfect made dreams?!
Holding that of life; warmly and gently within these, forever loving palms
Touching everything that their beauties may feel deep inside; tenderly
Melting into their worlds emotions; both night and day; a passions ride....
Knowing that we live in a tainted and cynical place; poison for the most
In shadows left brushing wings and whom can walk away, unscathed?!
But in spite of it all there does so remain, beauty; as a soothing ointment
Pleasing aside this guiding breeze; enchanting, its reassuring melody ~
Empathy, compassion, joy, laughter, tears, pain; these beautiful eyes....
Precious and priceless and sometimes I do not whisper, soft enough!?
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....“At The Wishing Wells of Love” *
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