. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . where ImagInatIon comes to play

Friday, November 7, 2008

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H2O Harmony
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how white the barren branches
how bright the early winter sky

fractal flakes falling from the heavens
tangle themselves in lashes and

drop on outstretched tongue, warmed
from the smile of her little child lips

as she reaches for the
crescent moon
that floats upon a sea of stars tonight

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