Guest guest Posted July 9, 2009 Report Share Posted July 9, 2009 Under The Gazebo Under the gazebo of tree perched stars, your silhouette glows so softly, so tenderly. Half closed harvest moon eyes locked into mine. Promises, offerings, vows, we alone could fulfill. The octives of height, width, and depth. Our sighs, our marching band music... Throat born interwoven sprinkles of sight and sound. The gods smile and the meek ponder our impossible yes. In silence, we say so many things. Beautiful things. In poetry, you pose perfectly between the words. Your heart, my heart, sustained by one mutual breath. Under the gazebo of tree perched stars. Randy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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