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Ebony Dreams

Ebony Dreams

I am giddy in your presence
the scent of you fills me
with exhilaration
we become one with the night
our souls launch into the cosmos
soaring wild and free
spirits you and I
this tryst becomes a trial
of endurance with the arrival
Of the dreaded dawn
when I awaken to find
you are no more
and our love has gone
banished to the far off
lands of cherished dreams
never forgotten but
always a finger tips' distance
away from my yearning grasp

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Comments

you make us look bad, this is almost perfect in my view.

much love Lou

Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!

You could never look bad to me. Thanks for your support!

love, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

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author comment

the title is superb and fits the theme like a glove..the poem flows smoothly till "soaring wild and free"...thereafter i feel the line "spirits you and i" sort of thwarts the flow..without that line the poem meanders beautifully once again...

raj (sublime_ocean)

I'll take a look at that line. thanks for the comment :)

always, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
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author comment

Sorry to poop on your parade, but what here hasn't been said a thousand times before in almost exactly the same way?

Come on Cat, only you can set free your muse!

~A

Somebody dropped a house on you, but it wasn't me, so Piss off....

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

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spirits you and I
this tryst becomes a trial
of endurance with the arrival
Of the dreaded dawn
when I awaken to find
you are no more
and our love has gone
banished to the far off
lands of cherished dreams

Like this one much

Love to you and smiles from the miles I hope you catch them:)

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