The writing fingers
Triggered to wearing silk gowns
Homeward bound is unlikely
I weave anyway.
CANDLES IN MY MIND
Its winter time. Smile child life is mild.
In the realm of a blue icle
Hold the warmth to your chest
Let yourself you are a best.
JUST THE HAT PLEASE
Oh,
To dream of hats
And lie in a pile of them
So wonderful
You might think a TV
To picture your self one day
Running into an elf.
BREATH THE MINTY LEAVES
Soft engines come to a dream
Introducing super beach cat woman
Powers over volley balls and tans
Her glorious claws comb the beach
As her eyes gleam
All is the fantasy of the sea
The felines return
There is love
And sun tans.
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