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lorilynn Sep 2010
my world has many colors like the prism;
the blue hues of glistening waters of greece
against the white stucco adobes.
dancing tap shoes of flamencos
while visiting in spain.
autumn hues of russian reds, gold, cobalt, greens, oranges and black co-mingling.
asian tastes of polynesian spices in the philippines.
safaris in africa witnessing the awesomeness
of massive mammals.
sophistication from the streets of champ elysees, sipping cappuccino
and i will have some creme brulee please.
or perhaps go to italy and sit on the spanish steps
with a cup of expresso. i will take along a cannoli
and count the steps.
while back at home reminiscing over a cup of joe
with a friend in tucson arizona.
after exchanging our love for art
i will read my mail from friends afar;
the outback to talk about the love
pocketed in the kangaroo’s pouch and discover
new zealand, the unfamiliar territory.
we share our secrets who have been there.
reading beautiful poetry like never before.
all the while being reminded
i have been blessed by the HOLY ONE.
you see my friends, my world has forever changed
since i have met all of you.
getting up each day having my coffee
welcoming me to another day with my friends
from the east, west, north and south.
upon dusk we say so long, see you soon.~~by lorilynn

copyright*lorilynn 2010
lorilynn Sep 2010
come with me i will show you something.
you see the dark blue sky
as dark as night with
sparkling gold stardust.
do you hear the music, whispering
melodies of fireflies
and sweeping willows.
we lie down on the blue grass
looking up at the smiling opal moon with his crown
breathing the intoxicating fragrance
of night blooming jasmine.
feel the embalming
night caress us into a state
of longing peace
wishing it to stay and while our troubles away.
the night is ours
as long as the moon can stay.
we will see tomorrow in
a different light.~~lorilynn

copyright*lorilynn 2010
lorilynn Sep 2010
i love ethereal fantasy
that can only be seen
by the window of the soul.
take me to the glorious places
i can’t reach. give me the
vibrant colors to
quench my thirst. i love the
beauty that doesn’t exist
but only in dreams.
there is still the wantons
of little girl dreams that
can only be feasted by
the eyes that see the
wonders of wonderland
in faraway castles. ~~lorilynn

copyright*lorilynn 2010

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