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To friends at home, the lone, the admired, the lost

The gracious old, the lovely young, to May

The fair, December the beloved,

These from my blue horizon and green isles,

These from this pinnacle of distances I,

The unforgetful, dedicate.

Whispers of poetry

As gemstones to your ears

Deep and lonely lingers

Ever far, ever near

Breathing lyrics

As blue notes to your heart

Silent agony centers

Now together, now apart

Bleeding melodies

As visions to your gaze

Shattered silence empty

Dawn to dusk, dark to days.

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Destroyer
11:57 Oct 02 2011

Words which linger not to one's

Ears but to thy hearts of

Longing. Yes, the longing for

Whispers sweet and harsh

Violent and soft, like

The hands of a lover gone long...





i like your poems:)

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