β¦β’β½βΆβΎβ’β¦ Against the black of the sky, her ******* lay Stars swirl and twirl about the poetry of her snow-skin Rose lips part in joy as the seas in her eyes play On her heart of palms, her light has a shadowed twin
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Stars swirl and twirl about the poetry of her snow-skin As she bathes herself in a Milky Way's core On her heart of palms, her light has a shadowed twin A musk rose-scented beauty which she does all she can to ignore
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As she bathes herself in a Milky Way's core Starlight whispers lullabies to still her fearful heart A musk rose-scented beauty which she does all she can to ignore With eyes downcast, she knew that she was broken from the very start
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Starlight whispers lullabies to still her fearful heart Her locks a weeping rose willow over a mystic lagoon With eyes downcast, she knew that she was broken from the very start We may not see but we sense her pain, the light of the very moon β¦β’β½βΆβΎβ’β¦
One of those days but what can you do? It's strange how a piece of music can perfectly capture your feelings without words. Clair De Lune just suddenly played and I was just...surprised. As if the universe knew how I was feeling. I always appreciated such beautiful piano pieces but this, in my current state of mind, made me love it's beauty all the more.
I just wrote this pantoum poem as it played... I'm still extending my list so hopefully, I will start them up real soon too! Thanks so much, everyone. Please stay safe and well! Be back soon! Much love, Lyn ***