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remembering those times,
not so long ago, listening to the
lullaby of lapping wavelets kiss the
canoe's hull. we were witnesses to
miracles. the sun was an artist midpainting,
dripping down the canvas towards
it's diamond tapestry floating amongst us.
or perhaps it was just your presence.
and i imagine angels envy such times,
gliding through a gilded lake
for your company they could not have,
it was i, the thief who took you from heaven
who was enjoying such an audience.
©2005-2009 ~only-hope
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spur of the moment, as is the nature of life.

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:iconch0sen:
hehe *warmfuzzlies*

lucky liz.

lucky sam.
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Love it. Times ten.

Great job. Makes me feel good inside. Favorite'd.

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Dancing in plastic shake-up snow,
Do you believe in what you want?
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hmn....speaking of warm fuzzy feelings...*cough*....oops

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Any piece of clothing can be sexy with a quietly passionate woman inside it.
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Commenting on this again because I love it so much. Also, when you say "guilded", as in pages, with gold around them, I'm pretty sure it's "Gilded." You might wanna check, though.

Great poem.

I love the line "I imagine angels envy such times."

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Dancing in plastic shake-up snow,
Do you believe in what you want?

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