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Her Name is Synesthesia

--Her Name is Synesthesia -- I imagine color so vivid leaving those lips-- as if a doorway to another dimension. Each hue a photon fingerprint; appearing in this moment a manifestation-- lovely, serene, glowing. The visible spectrum of your soul dancing like willows in mid September. Green goddess of dawn strolling throughout the night sky; forest hiding its identity; snow covered and silent-- horizon bursting into flames a million miles away; mere abbreviations of you. Shimmering foam gliding across the shoreline before retreating back home-- I long for such dedication. Where have you been? During the tens of thousands of circles the clock hands ran while I sat as a delphinium missing the sun in December. While needles surf my skin carving among this canvas I can only wonder-- daydream and decipher; Yes, I remember.

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Date: 3/29/2014 4:44:00 PM
SAMUEL, CONGRATS ON YOUR WIN..... Awesome poem!! Luv ~SKAT~
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Date: 3/26/2014 11:00:00 AM
Samuel, lovely sensual poem to Synesthesia, I like the lovely effects. Congratulations on your win, thanks for entering my contest. Sorry to be late saying so.
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Date: 3/22/2014 10:14:00 PM
Very clever creation, Congrats on the fine win, samuel
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