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Cyberfreak: Each time I read you, I fall in love with you all over again
I celebrate you, your wisdom,
restraining my blood
and your words envelope me in blankets of verses
splendidly beautiful
like the velvet depth of the oceans
and the soft caress of its whistling breeze

The MOON.

Spends the night in dreams.

Fantasizing.

About the handsome SUN.

An overwhelming MAN.

Driving through the day.

With strenght and glowing rays.

And all through the night.

Here is the MOON.

Dreams.

Wishes for a DAY.

Only to tell the SUN.

In a soft-sweet wisper.

I WANT YOU AS MINE.

Time flies by the day.

Days turn into years.

Does SHE get the chance?

That soft-sweet little chance?

When arrives the ECLIPSE.

A lady's DREAM comes true.

The MOON and the SUN.

Meets.

Rythms and kisses.

And the soft-sweet little chance. . .

Courtesy. . .hennessy
Keep the flag flaming.

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Cyberfreak: ^That was nice.
Your poem has got me hoping for an eclipse.

lol

I haven't got a choice, am helpless against this person.

Thats right ma'am.
Its perfectly natural.
And thats why you have the luxury of poetry. . .to express all the feeling in this beautiful art of rythm.