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Taking The Wings Of A Dragon

Here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. Im taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. I want to embrace the sky. I want to live my life before I die. I don't want to hide behind contradictions or lies. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. I'm taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready fly. Empty the mind, open the soul and let it all flow through. Broken hearts can be glued. I know that at one time it seemed as if I was screwed. But I have paid those dues. And now its time to move. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. I'm taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. The awe inspired. The truly desired. Stop to admire. What if that was yours? Oh so much do I adore. I must explore so much more. Never deny a chance to change the score. A riddle within is where I must begin. I must see this to the end. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Was I on the run? . Well now its over. Im taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. I'm getting ready to fly.
 
Ace Of Black Hearts

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  358.     

My Home

If i do not stand on my feet when the sun set in, till darkness choke the sun,
A bell will surely bang to lead me to a land, where sorrow is deprived of the right to live with man
Home! Home! Home! Home! Home! My soul shout. Home!
welcome home, home! a precious land, i set to go, my will i can not control
My home will i never abadone. Sun set not again and darkness breathe not again, I have set to say good bye good bye to setting sun.
 
Richard Israel

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Dawn

join my mouth with yours from your bare breast a flower appears like a dropp of honey like crevices in a stone, tight and close lean into me like the movement of spring lets recognize the wind the night the earth, this energy rises like a chirruped sea moving covering everything from your lustrious eyes to your lips to the aroma of your neck your skin. please may i tear your clothes with such fury.please let me lay you down cover your nakedness with mine. thirst and hunger lie in my waiting for your shoulders, so round so perfect so womanly so exciting. My hands explore and gallop softly then fiercly wanting more like daybreak like drums like autumn passing over, leveling summer stirred with silver lake like the wetness of dew growing then rough with heightened aroma sweat salt. like crystals dipped in gold greet each other with the humidity of our bodies like the blood on a blade delicately ill run my tonge up your thighs late summer chins of winds the orgin of your breath, fragrance perfumed fruits. your breast your lips your hips and between your legs ill touch ill breath your lioness energy devours me the sun takes pleasure in stetching itself around you scents like tulips, like wild flowers moves thru me to you like burning leaves let me consume you let me savagly devour you your body your droplets of orange blood flush with fire, the ocean is yours, seasons are yours i want none of them and leave them for you. like iron thru thickets dig into you move thru you sink into you your body pure like water lets collapse under the sun. i want to cultivate my hands thru your regions your body in its electric form and its central currents are your weapons and my hands, mine. down comesthe sky with the fury of our bodies, dancing naked in nights energy, your summery skin its wetness covers you covers me. let me feel your soft tongue and carry its wetness on my tongue to your thighs to the crest of your hips.like copper or quartz river of gems columbian emeralds you bury them with your busy feet. let me spread you over the earth lets feel it's energy thru our own. in the voice of rain let it undress you into my arms, ill build a balcony in the side of a mountain for us. in this gust of wind and the substance of dawn the sapphire sun in this cluster of fruit that is you, im ready to eat you. your secret structure and earths soil lets not forget imagination push night aside with the dimples in your shoulders and on your hips like trembling instruments traveling thru us metals minerals circulating increasing tightening swiftly as we spread each other the earth, thru your atmosphear.the syllable of your breath.like africa it calls out its coast its wildlife its waterfalls an explosion of abundance ancient forests like the symphonies collision.like the orgin of a warrior and his ancient beginnings your speeded breath the sun's pears on your chest the sweetness of plums in your mouth the orchard of your body, lets lean into each other. like wild horses yielding to your hips thru your veins rising thru you finding your finger tips stirring dizzily i reach for you. your brilliance is mysterious like the caribbean thank you for the beauty that is you
 
dolan murphy

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Rail Blaze

With the setting sun, train rails are illumined with blaze of fire; blinding you when you're looking down the tracks, toward the sun. They do look like hot ribbons of steel, that connect this place to all points west and beyond. With the setting sun the tracks become alive with dance; shimmering with light and song. This continues till dusk.
Sunset light reflects upon our sky with red, orange, and purple; till the sun parts company with us, and allows the night sky to show its wonders to us. Night cools, allowing rest, and sleep.

T. Plotz
9-23-2014
 
Thomas Plotz

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