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Stand alone, in the side of the day... Overwhelmed
and empowered. Not to outshine. To shine. To be
real. To be true. To be alive. To Be...
                             Awake...

Close
Inside
In between...Right there
I remember the day the Earth stood still. Poised and
poisoned. Quiet; sweet...A wanton desire built
beside an honest soul. Life in the lips of the
future...Heat;
the sidewalk sweats with the days perspiration...
Walk beside the concrete river,
where the lights glimmer...
Lost in the magic of conformity...
              I am the traveler...

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I watch as she glides above the trees. The tangible
energy into which the tips of all things angelically
escape. She is the mask that lifts the eyes of the
unknown. The spirit that flows with unspoken air...
And the rhythm of magic slips into my view; she sits
beside me during the most trying moments. Moments
of unsure sanctuary. When the trembling part of your
soul seeps deeply into my eyes...

     ~ ~ ~

You are so beautiful. The scent that swirls around me
and lifts me into that simple place I so often fight to
find. So pure and innocent. Magnificent. Wrapped
in the treasure of being with you. For you are worth
more than the gold in the mountains, the diamonds in
the sky and the stars that light the Earth when the night
comes out to play...
      T.W.

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