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Violin Voice

Broken shards of wind and rain succumb to dust
As the jar of poetry is upon the Crystal moonlight
A cracked blur that is declining yet shining
My form has withered  my raw lost thoughts
As  I await for secrets
I get swayed  into the twilight
Your skin radiates next to my lips
I shall dry you tears of saliva
Your violin voice makes me feel  mystical  
As the daisy's  begin to thirst,  for the purest hope of spring.
The evening begins to ascend on a blue jays wing.
I'm immersed into this reality
Arched into ecstasy with a exquisite sensation
I erupt into a wave that is the ground of love
Written by zen1974
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