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ivory wings
She comes to me in the form of a moth
Floating around in my memory
Her ivory wings flutter with such grace
Dancing with the gentle breeze of the wind
Reaching my hands out to her
She kisses me gingerly than dashes away
Floating around in my memory
Her ivory wings flutter with such grace
Dancing with the gentle breeze of the wind
Reaching my hands out to her
She kisses me gingerly than dashes away
Published 29th Jun 2014
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29th Jun 2014 2:57pm
29th Jun 2014 2:58pm
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29th Jun 2014 8:04pm
29th Jun 2014 10:12pm
almost sounds like Tinkerbell. but still an enchanting visit from a welcomed guest...
29th Jun 2014 11:06pm
30th Jun 2014 5:55am
What a great comfort to know that as long as you keep the light of your love burning bright she will always be drawn to you.
Beautiful sentiment, wonderfully written, Tommie.
Beautiful sentiment, wonderfully written, Tommie.
30th Jun 2014 2:42pm
30th Jun 2014 12:16pm
Beautiful Tommy - memories and butterflies however longed for are best lightly held
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