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Post by goldenmyst on Dec 12, 2022 21:05:37 GMT -6
Spring Berries
Deep strawberry angel
Sings beatified blonde mantras
With aquamarine marbles
That peer into the pear axiom
Where fiery lips make a Cartesian bubble
For the halo of divine madness
That orbits her like the moon
While she gathers her rosebud tresses
Into a bushel of spring berries
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2022 3:48:25 GMT -6
This is energetic, happy, playful with a touch of desire all rolled up into one my friend  Enjoyed |
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Post by goldenmyst on Dec 13, 2022 8:14:22 GMT -6
Super happy you felt the playfulness dere my friend. Love that this was energetic nad happy for you. Very glad you enjoyed as I loved writing this.
John
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Post by Brian on Jan 31, 2023 5:35:18 GMT -6
I read this and immediately wondered if this was Goldberry's sister. It's wonderfully reminincensnt of Tolkien.
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 31, 2023 12:04:47 GMT -6
Adore that this brought to mind Tolkien for you my friend. I never read Tolkien but was immersed in his world in a strange way from my best friend's imaginary world based on him. Love that this reminded you of Tolkien.
John
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Post by QueenFoxy on Jan 31, 2023 20:37:09 GMT -6
Lovely write, John.
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 31, 2023 21:41:11 GMT -6
Thanks so much, Foxy. Another one inspired by my red-tressed muse. Her beauty is an endless source of inspiration.
John
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Enjoyed
