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#eloquent
outside, the sky flourished with blue, whistling winds intertwining with clouds, eloquently threading through the paleness, sitting there capturing the light embrace of yours.
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Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 12:55 PM UTC
blue
You make me want to write poetry, but I fear I lack the talent to eloquently put together the words, to tell you how wonderful you are; even in the most mundane of moments.
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Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 10:00 PM UTC
Inscribed
Open your heart paint your dream. Do it in the broad daylight, it’s your colour scheme.   If the twilight falls on your colour plate before you’re done painting the noon, keep drawing down the moon! Breakthrough at the first light. No sunrise is any bird’s sleeping pillow. They are on their wings, out and tweeting, singing on the past night’s dreamscene. Any of the fair duo, the Sun or the Moon, sleek sunny golden or the silver line, neither one of those can you catch. They know their science   like you count your time. You can set your mind any time, pick any number to count your time, but you won’t have the last one. There isn’t one, the mind is spotless fine. But if the solar-lunar duo can count the last: ask them to stop the time.   Be truthful as you speak. Open the heart into your eloquent word. Never think you are alone, you are complete with the complete world!
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Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 10:18 PM UTC
Open Your Heart Paint Your Dream
Carafe or *** the coffee's, just as hot as for pot's cleverness eloquent, it's not Either one works, I'll certainly admit but you surely win the battle of true wit Wits are overrated I'd rather have better words But, I guess that I am fated not using merde', but **** Words over wit I suppose I would agree but having both is more my mode de vivre A witty repertoire and wordy revelry existing in the fables so rare, in reality
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 9:21 AM UTC
*** calling the Kettle (Collaboration with Sarah Richards)
We kissed us A fine windy evening So warm and gentle, yet thrilling We grasped, we held, we touched It felt quite eloquent We tasted each other bitterness And sensed each pain we had We mourned, we grieved, we gnawed We had our eyes slightly closed Time's told to stop ambling The universe dropped dead As goddesses were gazing We kissed us We collated each other laxity We created another rhapsody We possessed as we became one Jan, 28 2016.
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
We Kissed Us
Alabaster Archipelagos Benevolent Beauty Beaming Constructive Contradictive Creative Contemplations Dante's Darling Dances Deliberating Denominatives Effervescent Escapisms Endearingly Emerge Elusive Edens   Fantastic Flamboyant ******** Flamed Fabulous Fiery Flickerings Gorgeous Garden Gim'memores Gaudied Garnishing Gasps Heavenly Hues Humming Heart's Harmonies Immortaly Impregnated Inspired Ideals Jessamin Jargon Jacuzzi Jams Know-how Knacking Knurls Light-spirited Lovers Merge Magnificent Naked Nocturno Nights Omnipresent Ousia Over Odeons Palpitations Perfect Peaks Pi Paws Quintessential Quality Quarrels Question Quarks Quietness Rododendron's Richameters Rescued Raw Reeling Ruby Realms Sentient Syllabic Sapfo's Splendidly Spirited Semantics Turning Turner's Timeless Timeless Twinklings Unified Undulatory Unsolved Unicorns Velvety Venice Voyages Wanton Wantings Xsylophone Xsantiphas Yearnin' Yuki's Yen Zed's Zealous Zen-it-hall Zeppelins
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC
A to Be is Why to Zed ~ An Alabaster's Alphabet
dudududud
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC
flop
its romantic how we get each other through a thursday night its sad how you’ll never see that smudge of red lipstick just below my lip misplaced, you would have said, beautifully misplaced and i’ll ask which film is lighting up your face it is ladies night, it is free well-drinks and so i start every order with ‘well,’ and a sigh and i tip the bartender with daisies i never was good with money, flowers are a currency and you find some kind of eloquent word to describe me walking home alone beautiful, endearing, and you forget to mention that its unsafe “you should have some company” and i forget to mention that i wish it was you so instead i laugh and swoon on the phone with a former lover taking a break every so often send a text that i’m still eloquently walking, my heels writing love letters to you
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
ladies night