Rejoice like free men
Set on fire by divine love
She takes my foulest ideals
These deleted ideologies of death
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Islands of stars like silent forests
We ride a gallant road
You and I have seen the triumph
Identities blend on the palette
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Like Brahmas moving mountains
Mozart in love
Shelley writes the West Wind
Hemingway with a shotgun
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Thunder slowly rumbles the night
Rain cleans the streets and washes
Lightening flashes and lights the room
I enjoy the sounds like an orchestra
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The wind growls like a wicked heart
Lions prowl the garden
Listen to the sacred forests song
Ambient September unravels the wheel
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Cyan sky of liquid marble
Dreams rain singing doorways
Walk like vibrant eternity
Some know Egypt is real
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They come in silk moonlight
Rising in the high notes
Lingering in corridors of poetry
Sighing in sweet chords
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Libations and ritual
The dead revel in tunnels
Desolate corridor of Zeus
Syllogisms leading to frost
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Pine boughs hang like chandeliers
Chancellors of sentinel royalty
Censured by ages of joy
We receive the forests of love
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The dragon world goes on
Your bright gown like moonlight
Tryst with hope
Dragons in a marriage that’s over
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