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He knew how to turn up the soil and seed,  
Before the sun got hot by summer's glade;    
And on his lips recounting roses creed
He gently viewed them as they swayed;  
Together in a garden built of tweed
A bloom-vestige of grace, softly arrayed;
And as the gardener drank his amber tea,  
he thought of roses and he thought of me.
Silent echoes of my heart beating next to thine
sultry kisses in the dark, tasting fine as wine
Rhythm of our souls, waves upon the ocean
like the ebb and flow of constant emotions

Heart beat to heart beat, we move as one
like the moon circling round the sun
We are stars orbiting one another  
living and breathing, only for each other.
Rose scented candles burning softly through the night
aurora rays of holy fanning, beauteous returns
Emerald dreams give birth to dessert moon's ignite  
if life unfolds before you, meditate, discern ...

Ethereal reveries of flowers flushed in gold
pick a petal, sing a song, dance to hearts delight  
Heaven waits for angels just like you, unfold
before the sun and seize the light

Let the springtime share its prose  
watch the Bluestar flourish    
kiss the lilac, hold the rose,
close your eyes and make a wish

Rose colored glasses and fairy dust galore,  
the best things in life, you can't find in a store.
She glows with focus,
a fairy who can truly see.  
a helium moon bathes
her, with bluey light.  
Quietly she stitches
by a sky of amber- red tea.    
Silk spun messages echo
through the night.    
She sits and mends quietly,
and fervently, until eternity
is out of sight.
I want my writing
To be profound
A work of art you just
Want to hang on your wall
And when you look at it
Day in and out
The words will seep
Back through your skin
And melt in your heart
And suddenly, you feel
Like someone you've never met
Knows you better than
Your closest companions
And somehow that's okay
Because now you know
You've never been alone.
I've finished the first draft of my novel. What I want most is to make an impact on those who read it and to know that my words matter.
#writing #dreams #art #depression #expression
Kelsey
Written by
Illuminated figure eights swirling through the stratosphere
moonlet drops of gold surrounded by the ebon night
Star kissed wishes floating through the atmospheric dew
of a celestial paradise filled with joy and ebullient light
Inspired by Ink

Hermes, Patron God of travelers in winged sandals and caduceus staff  
you claim Godspeed as you fly on and on and on  
Nike, Goddess of victory, athletic troubadour, sweet paramour
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on  
Iris, Goddess of the rainbow in Divine and mortal realms you go
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on  
Eros, God of love, you take wing with cupid bows and arrow
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on  
Boreas, as the north winds blow, your are winter's God of power
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on  
Zephyrus, with a light wind gentle breeze every springtime, you bestow  
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on  
Zeus, Greek God of lightning I feel your eagle feathers as I muse,  
as I claim God speed, flying on and on and on  
you open me the door and I am there once more
like a Godly inspired, “Dumbledore"
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on
on and on and on, on and on and on.  

Ps: Dumbledore is the old English word for bumblebee.
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