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blue eyes and soil

By evangelina

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

he sings a croon that makes a heart fall in love     with the lyrics of the moon that stand above the times of the flesh.   blue eyes that can see into the depths of an ocean     and never leave you alone he makes me fly into the deepest crater         of the silver lining.  I hate to fly.       Keep me on the ground   as I hear a sound     of spring in July. The heat of a grin   that makes a bloodline boil   as I play in the soil     of the champagne.           dine me with wine on the tables of the greatest romance.     take me away with the witchcraft   of the incurable dance that you fill in my veins.                   leave me breathless in the banks of the sand         that brings the tree bark     into the whispering of the wind. sing me the song...       the song that never ends     in the hopeless fever running in my head. Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 04:39 AM PST   0 • 8

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