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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'm white s m o k e , a silhouette of titanium wings, tethered to the snowy flesh of a flawless dandelion, whose skin still remembers ~ the thawing of winter from its glass-cut edges, and how its rainbow seeds flew into the egalitarian ends of the ethereal ether... birthing ballerinas of butterfly glaciers ~ twirling with tears, warm and sacred, silken and serene, pulsating peace ~ in opalescent orchards of pink orchid patience... If there's a paradise for sombre saplings ~ sweet and pure, to cherish their innocence in a galaxy of grape-glistening globes, I shall long to be a spiritual swan ~ spreading my fairy-jewelled feathers across those jasmine mists, where angels shed their ageless anecdotes, smearing every solemn soul with soft sparks of spruce and saffron, concocting catharsis through these chartreuse crystals of celestial constellations, slowly crawling out of those thistle-thin shadows ~ and breathing conscience in the gemstone garlands of glossy greens... I shall bask in the glow of crepuscular croons, where the skylines kiss the seadust ~ saturating in Selene salts of silence and solitude, as moments gush in stillness ~ and I remain halted, in the heartbeat of fireflies, swimming ~ in their molten gold glimmers, like an alchemist alliterating aesthetically with brushstrokes of beliefs ~ flowing in acrylic rivulets, for, I'm a sakura sigh swinging ~ upon guava glittered arcs of my april moon, singing sherbet soliloquys to those who still yearn to hear the raw rhythm of Mona Lisa, caged in the kismet colours of a cosmic mural... O' dear deities of eden, I'm a devotee, 'the seventh heart of the heavens' ~ swinging in sweven sonatas of holy harps, and dancing with drowsy citrines... as sunbeams lather guardian branches, adhering l i f e on leaflets ~ engraved with alphabets of affection, ivory initials of intuition, and metaphors of meditation and I wish... the wind recognises me... heals me... as a prayer, unsung yet heard, in the echoes of a diamond diadem, once dazzling upon the goddess of dawn ~ waltzing through whispers of ultraviolet wildflowers as I dream, ascending to the rosy zen and then f a l l gracefully in His karmic e m b r a c e ...
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