Softly breathe
touch me warm
like rain showers
it is my breath
a fountain of wealth
I hold a cup
full...
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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in the confusion of a branching maze within a puzzle of choices and directions The single path labyrinth pulls strongly from these points a cross road where all paths meet twisting and turning directly to the center of the heart... LABYRINTH IS A BLOG DEDICATED TO THE PROMOTION OF FREE SPEECH..ALL POEMS OR EXCEPTS ARE ORIGINALLY COMPOSED
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