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Jessica Snyder Nov 2024
She sings and roars, bare and cold. Unknown dances in her words of old, are the distant echoes of stories untold.

Colors of brilliance shine then fade; teaching silent lessons, and in their wake a path of peace is laid.
I write a lot when out watching the auroras through the winter. A little something I do to stay grounded during the long, dark months. This is one of a good handful. Hope you enjoy :)
AnnStacia Mar 2021
******* in the Auroras with you
All colors but mostly Blue
Tears fall into the water and I dream of you
You say “hush hush baby, open your lips”
I want to be your *****
Be your melody you sing while you *** into ****
Take me into your garden
crimson and visions
All colors but mostly blue
You say “you’re beautiful you’re beautiful you’re beautiful”
I want to be your memory
Be your melody while you drink mimosas in the morning
You say “hush hush baby, turn the radio on and ******* in front of me”
I’ll be your once in a lifetime
Even though I’m a mess
I still wear my party dress
Touch me anywhere because I’m your one and only
Can we be new and erase all the years where I didn’t know you
I’ll just lay on your chest
We can skip the ***
I just want to speak to you
But your presence makes me numb and your lips make me ***
******* in the Auroras with you
Take me to your land
Green, touching, red, holding
All colors but mostly Blue
You say “ hush hush baby, spread your legs, I’ll meet you in the bed of flowers with all the colors and I will take you..
I’ll take you like I created you
Never have I ever not know you
Never have I ever not loved you”
And I’ll spend my days ******* in the Auroras with you...

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