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Powdered Sugar Daydreams All time becomes invisible, ceasing to matter as this place in all its magic and wonder blooms upon the gardens of our imagination playing like birds on a sky of opal blue, wandering streets of old Where rising suns on aqua horizons shift, singing of a new day which is happily part of the prior, extending beyond any view offered along the rocky shoreline, as we stroll on delta desires and riverboat reveries Brick paved streets, uneven but smoothly polished greet us, a sidewalk table, warm cuppa, green on white awning shade, sweet treats beneath wings of powdered sugar and tender kisses within the eyes of all passing, and we without a care Music fills the square with harmony in our heart beats, a three piece jazz ensemble plays melodic romance while your hand, your fingers, tightly holding mine and I feel your pulse tap out the rhythm of our days Jasmine arbors bound by geranium breezes invite us to be one, as love springs forth in cool waters from passion’s fountain of forever and we daydream together eternally
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 10:38 AM UTC
Powdered Sugar Daydreams
Powdered Sugar Daydreams All time becomes invisible, ceasing to matter as this place in all its magic and wonder blooms upon the gardens of our imagination playing like birds on a sky of opal blue, wandering streets of old Where rising suns on aqua horizons shift, singing of a new day which is happily part of the prior, extending beyond any view offered along the rocky shoreline, as we stroll on delta desires and riverboat reveries Brick paved streets, uneven but smoothly polished greet us, a sidewalk table, warm cuppa, green on white awning shade, sweet treats beneath wings of powdered sugar and tender kisses within the eyes of all passing, and we without a care Music fills the square with harmony in our heart beats, a three piece jazz ensemble plays melodic romance while your hand, your fingers, tightly holding mine and I feel your pulse tap out the rhythm of our days Jasmine arbors bound by geranium breezes invite us to be one, as love springs forth in cool waters from passion’s fountain of forever and we daydream together eternally
Sharing love at the Cafe Du Monde in New Orleans
jack-3
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 10:38 AM UTC
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