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 Apr 2015 Wanderer
Brandon
Her Voice
 Apr 2015 Wanderer
Brandon
The best part about having the radio on
Driving down an out in the middle of nowhere road
Is my girl singing the lyrics to every song that comes on
In the seat next to me
With a smile in her eyes
That shines brighter than the moonlight
 Apr 2015 Wanderer
Brandon
She's more beautiful
Than all the poetry
I've ever read
Or could ever write
Trust
Is the
First
To rust
Before
It all
C   o   l   l   a   p   s    e    s
Out of the labyrinth of time
There is no sense of urgency
Ageless soul and silent traveler
Heart’s that’s young and generous
Not crumpled under the pressures
Encircled with the eternal feeling
Relationships do not wrinkle with time
Time is not the culprit anymore
No blemishes and succor required
It’s a woven fabric of trust
Not weakened by the ravages of time
Canopy of tranquility gives refuge
To the unleashed hearts
Dared to defy the boundaries of life
Ever fulfilling demeanor of soul
Look at life from a new perspective
 Apr 2015 Wanderer
Jonny Angel
I love the surf at night,
the ebb,
the flow
of mountainous waves,
the tumbling,
the wet sounds
of pure
raw nature,
the relentless pounding
of the Earth.
So every chance I get,
I walk the lonely shoreline
under the cloak of darkness,
God's tiny,
sparkling lanterns,
just to be,
just to be
one with the ocean,
the Goddess of all eternity,
so beautiful
she is
so fine.
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