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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required when skies bleed your sonnets~ every drop of garnet rain rhymes with ethereal initials of your s u n f l o w e r sonatas I remember when our eyes reflected like celestial f i r e f l i e s watching beach bonfires kiss the rouge sherbet clouds drifting through hues of lavender linings knitting a tapestry of tinker bell dreams I long to return and turn back t i m e to marigold monsoons painting horizons with star-kissed s u n s e t s in scarlet sage feathers whilst pixie-fairies swirl with us singing amidst childhood fears braving through weeping waves of w o e s crashing upon hidden traces in hourglass p e a r l s of fleeting t i m e soaked in seas of sizzling s t a r s as our tiny fingers craft crystalline castles with regal conch shells found along moon lily s h o r e l i n e s where tansy vines twinkle like twilight tears reflecting runes of rosemary ribbons scattered across raisin black spheres I wonder now do rivers in heaven flow with aurora calligraphies carrying your lyrical l a u g h t e r For I can feel your poetic glitter on my toffee-hued skin as I scribble our secrets in rose gold i n k with red diamond l e t t e r s on slipping pages of perfumed life Maybe I should r e s t my quill let thoughts walk through holographic hallways of yesterdays within my nocturnal mind allow nature to guide me back to the turquoise arms of tranquility t i m e can heal mourning hearts connected through mellifluous m e m o r i e s when storms slow dance to the symphony of g r i e f let wind take away p a i n and illuminate wilted flowers to thrive as souvenirs amidst the forest of n o s t a l g i a
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