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My Twilight Dream Catcher 1303
My twilight Dream Catcher.
Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings.
The waves roll in as the blue whale sings.
As empty moonbeams fade,
In the cosmos evenly laid.
Layers of complexity.
Clouds meandering are a formality.
A tonic of love, a soothing balm.
Beguiling them with all her charm.
Enchanted light trickles through the vine.
Whirlpools dance a reel so divine.
Flames catapult into the air.
Tears dissipate from known not where.
Reflection pierced my heart.
Mirrored softness begins from the start.
Intrinsically dreams sore like a kite.
Climbing with unrivalled might.
Nightingale warbles her sweet song.
Thoughts negotiate flight so strong.
Pearls shimmer on a strand.
In raptures as you take my hand.
Gems flood my mind.
A regal spectacle, a rare find.
A perplexing need to gloat.
As I read the inspiring letter you wrote.
Penned on flaxen page.
The wisdom of a sage.
Of such memories they remind.
The blues of sapphires entwined.
Reason cascades in time.
All of this logic sublime.
Roses and lilacs join in.
Melodic notes of a violin.
Sweet caramel bliss.
A mother’s kiss.
Father’s smiles.
A sister's wiles.
A bother’s sneers.
Through all the years.
Family love.
Set free a pure white dove.
Sweet buttercups cascade.
Symphonies parade.
Dreams drifting dark destinies.
Forget-me-nots aiming to please.
Desolate islands subdue.
Floating in an ocean so blue.
Peppermint tealeaves infuse.
Childish pranks amuse.
Arabian ponies prance.
Flamingoes dance.
Enchanting spell incantation.
A wilting carnation.
Summer seas anticipate.
Tide slurps in and lays in wait.
Moonbeam dew.
Earthy hue.
Crimson horizons meet the sky.
A child is asking why.
Welcoming fall.
Cozy winters, the best time of all.
Perennial showers.
Fields of flowers.
Leaves shine for no reason.
Spring is a wondrous season.
Small rivers created in the creases.
Flowing gently as rain ceases.
Golden treacle dripping.
Hot chocolate sipping.
Children playing.
Congregation praying.
Silence cant be had.
Rejoicing to be glad.
Expanding universe in sight.
Breathtaking streams of sunlight.
The scent of spring.
Splendor in everything.
The fever of new birth.
The pride of Mother earth.
Lighthouse wondrous beacon.
Stardust beams weaken.
Fury kitten snuggling close to you.
Softly purring as kittens do.
Illuminating constellations bright.
Foretelling secrets hidden.
Some tales are forbidden.
Beaded shells fascinate.
Glitter renders it ornate.
Rebounds from perfume spills.
Sparkles enhance the winter chills.
Rejuvenated garden beds.
Spreading succulent flower heads.
Responding to my wildest dreams.
Sprinkled with reality is seems.
Whimsical bouquets rotate.
Mind’s comfort so sedate.
Floating water lily.
Party dress so frilly.
The green tree frog.
Sightless serenity through layers of fog.
From the bouquet daisies protrude.
A welcome sight to the interlude.
Together in a solitary match.
The dream catcher can catch.
Taken to the next level.
Sweet little devil.
Life is wonderful it seems.
Wish I could live it through my dreams.
Of climaxing love.
Thanks to the good Lord above.
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