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Every week I'll introduce three of my NEW watcher and ONE of my loyal supporter with some of their wonderful works 
Gaia's Storm
Where have you gone
O, Angelique?
the wind of the Western Desert
brings your scent
within it's rushing heat,
sweeping across
the brush strewn plains,
exhaling your name
in the rustling
of the sun-browned leaves.
O, Angelique...
the night sounds of the jungle
cease in silent wonder
as the essence of your poetry
permeates,
piercing the magic covering
of the forest's thriving wreathes.
O, Angelique...
the brooks flow nearly backwards,
and the rivers hesitate
In disbelief,
as the mantle of your rising
summons clouds to veil
the sunrise in the East.
O, Angelique...
would that your eyes
should rest upon
this traveling sou
Girl At The Gate Of Time
It's good that it's Springtime;
The Sunflowers are not yet sad-
Hanging their heads,
heavy with many cares
and little worries
to come.
The Roses
are whispering
their fragrant Promise-
Confirming the hope
of Love that can yet be.
Mother says
that I'm not a child
anymore,
that it's time
to look ahead
and leave those childish ways
behind.
My heart isn't ready,
quite yet,
because I'm
afraid.
I know I was made
for love,
but is Love really out there
waiting for me?
I hope He can wait
a little longer;
There's so much I need to know,
and I still want to get this white dress
a little dirty
as I play for just
Dark Daughter
The muted sighs
of deep desire
tangle
in the dark strands
of her parted hair,
caressing every lock
with whispers of
divine elegance,
speaking softly,
testifying
of her sacred love
with hushed
reverence.
"Dark daughter
we adore you,"
says the starlit wind,
which sings the
warm nightsong.
And all the
frolicking creatures
of natures evening
reverie
stop to hear
that sound.
"Dark daughter,"
says the sky,
"You are beautiful
standing poised
with slender grace
beneath the shadow
of my covering
arms."
And then she smiles
that endless smile
and all the beasts
of evenings' shade
begin to celebrate
anew,
while the scent
of midnight looms
behind
dark
Samima gave me the first watch...thanks so much dear
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some wonderful works
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love 3
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joy 3
3
wow 0
0
mad 0
0
sad 0
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fear 0
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neutral 0
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