Poetry: Sway

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Saturday, August 27, 2011

Sway

I dansed the power of thy voice sonorous, pure motion, echoing mine own with love and desire, ecstasy was beyond our choice: reigned upon us in a rhythm unimagined we were a dream of words alive through reality calling from memories gyrating endlessly above this dust drawn to rebirth.. These are the... Sign in to see full entry.

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