Saturday, January 4, 2003

My Queen Of Dreams Comments

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In the warm flushed heart of the rose-red west,
   When the great sun quivered and died to-day,
You pulsed, O star, by yon pine-clad crest --
   And throbbed till the bright eve ashened grey --
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Philip Joseph Holdsworth
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Tulika Jain 07 April 2007

Nice imagery. I liked the colourful atmosphere you have created complete with the glimmering scents.

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