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Nov 2010
When he tells me all is quiet, we sail so fast
Into the whispers of the night
Far now into a flood that branches past
The pearls we string that dance
Within our light

Always clinging close above our silent thoughts
Are wings that cheer our pearls so rare
Joy cherished that cannot be bought
Sails into the whispers
Of love so fair

Where he begins, my body softly swings
Embracing our single strand
Placing pearls that shine and sing
As our love demands
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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