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Where I abide presents colossal trees Stretching out like continents. I am with a caravan of explorers/ artists. Flower children adorned in green garments, Upon it, heavy brocade We are the kings and the queens You have ordained us to become. We gallop through your woodlands, Plunge off of great bonds, Clamber your mountains, dream in bountiful verdant shades, Smoke your fine leaves, Bathe in the river of wine And frolic under the feathers of the sun. I sweat in Egyptian musk and lavish myself in fruits and pomes harmonic melodies and symphonic winds breath in my ears I read the books of the waters and the air i sing the odes of the stars I swim in your legion of seas with the divine poetic creatures The women with the eyes of sapphire and diamonds Full Garnet lips that taste like mint and rose water. We are thee queens We call upon empires within you. Your lands are ours now. We Bathe in silk and pearls you have birthed for us We Feast on lokum our naked bodies like Venus Sit upon bowing thrones, Chanting hymns to the mother. -Arizona
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 8:43 AM UTC
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Where I abide presents colossal trees Stretching out like continents. I am with a caravan of explorers/ artists. Flower children adorned in green garments, Upon it, heavy brocade We are the kings and the queens You have ordained us to become. We gallop through your woodlands, Plunge off of great bonds, Clamber your mountains, dream in bountiful verdant shades, Smoke your fine leaves, Bathe in the river of wine And frolic under the feathers of the sun. I sweat in Egyptian musk and lavish myself in fruits and pomes harmonic melodies and symphonic winds breath in my ears I read the books of the waters and the air i sing the odes of the stars I swim in your legion of seas with the divine poetic creatures The women with the eyes of sapphire and diamonds Full Garnet lips that taste like mint and rose water. We are thee queens We call upon empires within you. Your lands are ours now. We Bathe in silk and pearls you have birthed for us We Feast on lokum our naked bodies like Venus Sit upon bowing thrones, Chanting hymns to the mother. -Arizona
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Jan 12, 2013
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