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Sunday, 21 January 2007 |
To Me You Come
To me you come and register a feeling.
Something allusive with fluid emotion, time in broken clocks, exotic dreams, twilight aromas, memories.
I want for you the honeysuckle and the fern to fondle your dreams till the seas sway no more with the moon.
ⓒ Les Skeates
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