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The copper Sun piercing through a warrior-skin: red Spirit raised echoes of the Andes across this wide, wide space -- A kingdom bathed in waterfalls: rainbow-droplets cape green Palm Valleys -- Ancient breaths breathe golden mist, plume an up-draft for our trembling Dreams a-flutter in the fullness of the night, birds singing lovesongs, nestled in the arms, of Old Acacia Sprites Silver Fur ridges on the black back of a Jackal -- howling, moon-light calls, to an ultra-violet sky Ears pull back, heads turn upward gazing at blue eggshells and trigger-painted speckles, We gather flying bullets, fold them into butterflies -- Scale upon beautiful scale, twirling in a Trident Maple -- intricately pattern the purest truth: to feel My heart is shaped like Africa, immaculately loved Your heart is shaped, like Paradise, Warm, within the wings, of a common Turtle Dove
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 4:04 PM UTC
Gifts: Paradise
The copper Sun piercing through a warrior-skin: red Spirit raised echoes of the Andes across this wide, wide space -- A kingdom bathed in waterfalls: rainbow-droplets cape green Palm Valleys -- Ancient breaths breathe golden mist, plume an up-draft for our trembling Dreams a-flutter in the fullness of the night, birds singing lovesongs, nestled in the arms, of Old Acacia Sprites Silver Fur ridges on the black back of a Jackal -- howling, moon-light calls, to an ultra-violet sky Ears pull back, heads turn upward gazing at blue eggshells and trigger-painted speckles, We gather flying bullets, fold them into butterflies -- Scale upon beautiful scale, twirling in a Trident Maple -- intricately pattern the purest truth: to feel My heart is shaped like Africa, immaculately loved Your heart is shaped, like Paradise, Warm, within the wings, of a common Turtle Dove
14 December 2012
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 4:04 PM UTC
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