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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Just see the morning itself has come to sit in my spine shaking in delight A grand sun much grander in splendour than the one you see everyday Is bubbling over in laughter of each and every molecule of my existence Bringing out dark green vibrations on the back of my palms and wrists Eruptive delight sits on the skin thrilled in the vibrant hours playing violin inside me Just look at the radiant eyes at their height, an expression of the dances of my being To announce to the world through the bugle of hibiscus in my bone marrows Upon the glorious pine trees in infinite twitter thousands and thousands of sparrows You have made me happier than ever I have been under the sparkling blue sky In never-before-known exhilaration is booming within me many a celebrating gun I don't know why I can't control the tremendous force in my whirling bloodstream Rushing in my mouth gums teeth and tongue so the eyes can raise intense waves How could you raise the crimson creativity that make me resolved to see hundred flowers blooming In the whirlpool my love has generated in the crazy hemoglobin of my struggle The happiness that I now carry in my breasts you don't know what a violet and blue sky It is going to give birth to along with sounds of high and low tides in response to the passionate moon I am just crystallizing my golden resolutions and visualising in wonder What a typhoon it would be Never there have been such a pink hour to taste what life means and never there will be In the scarlet vibrations of the impatient seconds please wait a little sweetheart please wait for me Let me enjoy as long as I can hold this intoxication of bliss and ecstasy ___________________________________________________________________________________________ September 10, 2017 For Poems that paint a picture contest Sponsored by Silent One Note: In the phrase the bugle of hibiscus I am indebted to Eve Roper for the word bugle and to Demetrios Trifiatis for hibiscus.
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