Heather Iverson

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Colors dance around me and visions of ecstacy entertain my senses.
Images flash before my eyes, blinded to reality.
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chocolate kisses, sweet,
melt in your mouth
rich and smooth
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It's funny how some things never change
a fond childhood memory
i lived in a city once
our favorite place was the pizza shack
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4.

abstract
concrete
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What say you?
Nothing?
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6.

You nourish,
You refresh,
Life's sweet soul drinks of your breast.
So simple a pleasure, such natural beauty-
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I saw him cry that fateful morning
A companion lost, heartt broken
This love will yet endure
Beyond the boundaries of this world.
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Whispy blankets
Cover the sky
Flirting with sunlight
Tease
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All together, the ballons were set free.
They drifted toward heaven,
But for one lone balloon,
Stuck in a tree.
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Stone garden amid a green pasture; gray, forboding clouds above.
It's right there, in front of me, wooden train bound for heaven.
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11.

One-two-three, one-two-three
Waltz with me
They waltz
We glide across the floor
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It inspires
My desires
Hopes
And dreams
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13.

The air smells so sweet, so fresh
It's so crisp my nose tingles
There's a slight breeze
brushing my face
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Whispers in my ear
Tantalizing secrets
Seductive breaths of passion
Never too bold
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Paint a picturpyschedlic
Silhouette
Splashes of
Deep
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My blood flows through my veins
Like the many rivers of the world
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The ever flowing river of life gushes forth on the banks of time.
And for some, the weight bears down with a force unwieldly
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Soft glow, golden ambiance of serenity
reaching into shadows with its fingers of fire.
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Can I look with my eyes closed?
So I don't have to remember,
that sight, that haunting sight,
for the rest of my days?
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The Earth
stopped spinning
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The Best Poem Of Heather Iverson

Twilight Imagery

Colors dance around me and visions of ecstacy entertain my senses.
Images flash before my eyes, blinded to reality.
The wind flirts with the trees, and nature's voices tease me.
The sun has laid its head to rest; the moon displays it broad face.
Twilight has begun its orchestra of illusions.
The horizon, the shimmering lake, vast meadows, and my foolish fancy,
all-the canvas of twilight's genius. The mystery seduces.
Day and night embrace, worlds collide, before going their separate ways.
Stars are twinkling above, reflections in my eyes.
Elixer, silver potion, transport me to new dimensions.
The things I see at twilight; dazzling revelations.
Hush, pray don't speak.
Let us linger in twilight's imagery.

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