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Dereaux May 1
Dawn breaks
over the horizon
you can hear
the song of a lark
golden sun
paints the sky
a new day
begins to spark

I arrive at time
in this kingdom
singing on fields
covered with green
strolling under seagulls
high in the sky
floating with a
breezing serene

Sun beating hot
fountain of rays
showering down
on the meadow
fueling nature
bringing life
and caresses
all that we know
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determination
climbing towards the sunlight
morning glory vine
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Treetop, treetop
where could you be
I dug a large hole
but you, I just can't see

You must be hiding
somewhere down there
as it is way too obvious
to hide up in the air

And if I have found you
I quickly climb on down
thru your rustling branches
it will make you frown

I will tickle you softly
patiently root by root
until you laugh out loud
and you start to hoot

you will shake your leaves
until you can't take no more
then we'll lie down together
on the soft forest floor

In dreams we stay together
untill the break of dawn
sadly, when I open my eyes
you will be long gone
for the kids
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when your piercing gaze
cuts right trough my sad numb heart
it's a painful sight
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My slow reflection
will be torn by desire
when she looks at me.

She whispers my name
and I hear her voice
through the mists of oblivion

It eases my pain
as I cry from afar
to the tender morning fog

When my mirrors
show her bliss
to my fleetingly image

I look at her for a while
when she looks at me too
I feel her distant touch

She shows me her love.
and then for a while
I am broken into shards

She heals what I
could not heal myself
as I try to glue my heart
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sweet blossoms of plum
on moonbeams you float thru air
drifting in my dreams
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a natural painting is what i see
of flowers and fresh grass nearby
a cloudy blue sky so breathtaking
it always leaves me with a sigh

no artist can paint so well and true
like mother nature does it right here
trees even give way to her sculpture game
and let precious splendor come near

painted with love, so velvety soft
just like fragile life mostly can be
look and appreciate what nature offers you
as she whispers “please come closer to me“
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