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Oasis

Oasis The cup of kisses Poured from lips Such savage beauty Must fight for breath Its grave the body Relinquished Rides hurricane winds Of coiled fascination The images of everything The tangles of thought Are ribbons of the sky Cloud born vaults Lightening the blindness of souls Dancing in the hail of caresses With thunder roaring Catching smiles In the echo’s of names Speak then Of all that is done To know this spot lit love A performer of movements In the ballet of lives Imagine where the silence seems Full Raging to the resonance of a scream Thinking of places behind the doors Of dreams The binding sun of eyes Call to the desert In a dust storm of years The oasis of sex Wetting a blessing with tears Clutched in the sand held palms All is known All is shown Conceive then to know All places been To fathom the thought in a phantom Is all that it seems To stand in a world With so much more in With never enough of a never ending Wandering over the oceans Of souls Through space there is nothing more clear The shinning face of the known Between right and wrong And all the lies and truths shown It’s just a little curious to discover who When all the struggle clears away Nothing to think of Except how to spend a day So feast your eyes constantly On all the beauty No need to fight or remember Just free to wander Free to be free The invisible gate The invisible key Just walk through And be ( what will it be like for you when I am me do you think that you know )

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/27/2008 11:25:00 AM
This comparison incorporating cloud's and thunder, hurricane wind's of coiled fascination, of passion through all that have been there and then through it all not knowing your partner, do you think that you know Colin I love how you reference the cloud's and thunder ribbons in the sky. To a living soul. An imagination with no bounderies is shown here. Beautifuly done Colin your friend Michael
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