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morning comes… the long gypsy night gathers her dancing skirts flees with dark eyes, my pen is leaking with blue skies i am filled with surrender, warm with memories, the silver on Your beard catching starlight, Your lips utterly disguised in my heart’s rapturing my pen spills over with intoxication, drunk, i write words to caress You.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 3/1/2010 9:11:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Anna. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/28/2010 9:14:00 PM
Welcome to the Poetry Soup Family of poets... please continue to share your creative writes with us this delight tonight.. luv.. Linda-Marie. .."Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup...
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