The pearly reverie
Of the vanilla dawn
Strawberry kissed mornings
Wooing breaths of a pale blue life
Intricate kisses
Fluttering as whispered sighs
Webs of sunrise
Spilled in careless delight
Shimmering visions
Translucent yearnings
Silken thread of emotions
Weaving fantasies
To the tapestry of sheer trance
Constant as the succession of day and night
Evident as the shattered fibers of the air
A little too real
A little too grand
Thick as the satiny coat of honey
Jubilant as the dance of the rivers
Precious as the prismatice glow of skin
Pregnant desires
Spirited lusts
Unbroken but confined
Caged to the lush margins of our minds
~djf
02/27/06
09:13am
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