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Apr 19, 2007 at 12:33pm
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Devilishly difficult, especially after glancing at your effort. Took me 45 minutes and I still don't have a title for it. That will come by this evening. Here's the first version: my fine songs like dancing poetry, strung together on a rhyme, subtle rhythms of cha-cha-cha, hips undulating in sensual bossa-nova time I reach out for your hand, whispering intense words tiny pearls, crossing the thin thread-like bridge of my thoughts through the willing ears of your mind, are sometimes silver a sliver of gold, or diamonds twinkling in the moonlight but always in the background is a wisp of music a woeful song to wish my beloved goodnight the orbit of my heart reaching out to you sleep well, my dearest friend may your dreams be filled with swaying verse reminding you of my love [2007.19.4...b] |