Saturday, 4 August 2012

Passions unleashed.















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Each silent flutter
Fills us with passionate joys
We fly on each wing.

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Nigh time sails the seas
Fulfilment enters each heart
Flows into daytime.

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Those rich crescendos
Merge into passions afloat
 Bleak thoughts discarded

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Dew laced contentment
Confides in each golden dawn
New passions matured.