Curvatures Poems - Poems about Curvatures

...Irish Equines and Scottish Rubbish Admiration's and Despondent days as sail will say of sewing's days antonym was taught with ......

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...Whenever someone is referred to as the nicest it is you they mean, You are also one of the most intelligent humans ever seen, Not acknowledging your goodness is like committing a sin Your greatnes......

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...Shes in love, Shes in love, with the crescent in the sky, The sweet crescent, In the sky, Sweet crescent, In the sky, Shes in love, With the crescent in the sky, And her love, Is warm a......

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...She salsas with love, Through evening vineyards, To midnight candles, She salsas with beauty, Her dark sweet hair, lights your love, Like a candle, And your love, Guides, The rhythms of he......

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...Merry mallards, Upon honey waters, Away, From all the bustle, Merry mallards, Upon the lakeshore, Kind and warm, As the curvatures, Of a womans hip, Cool and chill, As the evenings wi......

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...Light blue sky bathed in sunlight ultraviolet flirting the deep blue sea strolling shorelines of lazy beaches feeling the touch, women lying in bikini. polka dots, some neon green and orang......

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...wobbling earth Phoebus slipover & winkling horizon mind thrums cliffhanging ......

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...Quiet moments of our deep love trickling through the evening rivulet of moon alight as softly as the dove …as I dream Your breath so close to my face fervently seeking passion’s safe harbor ......

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...Centraspiritual forces Animated notations Soulful curvatures Eyes awake, heart atuned, lips silent Many things left better unsaid Fortuitous dharma karma songs......

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...Pieces of glass shattered on the wooden floor I maim my pointed finger; it bleeds and runs into my broken door. Grief is timeless as it seems, How evergreen to sculpture happiness in my dream......

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...In the morning a lion rises from its sleep Concerned by thousand images of restless dreams It roars in search of his own image as it is seen in a puddle of muddy water Tirelessly he roams until mi......

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...Pink vase with no design Dangling there so blue- c'est la vie I think somewhere in Center City Apart from everything hectic In an apartment rising high skyward The item lingering on the edge of......

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...Beauty comes on the rolling dunes of Summer Shore lines stretch out blankets in the sand Lick the waves of salty oceans rising tides Stretch their fingers on landscape meanderings Morning br......

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...Beauty comes on the rolling waves of salty water Shore lines lick what they can and leave the sand Morning brings sunbeam delight on balance On blue curvatures of Earth and all her lands Rainbo......

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...I love to sketch with a pen and ink; to feel the flow of the lines that I think; as they pour their way down my arm to my hand and softly on the parchment land. I love to sketch the......

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