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The Air Near My Toes

With a hazy lazy glance I let my eyeballs dance they fell upon you quite by chance Strutting your stuff way up there i'm rising to meet you like thermal air blissed up with neither worry nor care roaming with the winds, literally blown away scattering seeds of thought, to reap another day strolling, lost amidst the words I say watching them breathe forth from my mouth taking form like a visual symbolical shout these nuggets of wisdom I am dishing about you have to journey inside to really find out! ©John-Ovan.P.Hull

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/30/2012 4:42:00 AM
Where did this week go I wonder again. But hey I have enjoyed reading your poetry this morning John. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with joy and happiness. Keep writing and sharing your poetry. Love, Carol
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