White lilyDancing fire filled the air, Wearing shoes that were leaves, With wind to caress them all. Subtly their steps weave them, Living charms within red hair.White lily
Eyes met eyes in the falling fire, Dancing with the september air. Green eyes smiled at his gift, Crimson flower from the moor. Traded for the heart of red lily.
So small, Little flower. Dancing, With the fall. Smiles for red lily, So she will keep them all.
Crass conversations flow like water, Of the man who picked red lily. Sorrow would hallmark his gift to her, &
Aquaniale
27 oct 2009
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You have nice gallery too
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"Can you hear the cry of the planet?"
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No Snowflake Falls In The Wrong Place
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E. D. "Luna" Siffert
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