Miles Crash like ocean waves,
Driving distance Deep Between us,
Paradox that Tears One Soul in two,
Dispossessing Thus.
Longing Swells like tidal forces,
Cresting o’re the vacuous Chasm,
Calamity on the edge of Reason,
Standing like Phantasm.
Oh Hear me Calling to You Love
Across this Merciless Expanse,
Heed my Spirit Beckoning
And Break this Desolate Trance.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: thefreckle at deviantart.com
Another gorgeous piece….you always impress….is there anything you don’t do well.? Peace and love 🙂
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🙂 I don’t read music well..and I REALLY cant do math! 🙂 I so appreciate you Zippy 🙂
Thank You Ever Ever So Much!
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You and me both…been years since ive had to read music….horrid at math 🙂
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So so beautiful!!! 🙂 🙂
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🙂 She looks so lonely standing there. Thanks Ever So 😉
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Ahhhh. So pretty… 🙂
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Desolate, a perfect title for this hauntingly beautiful poem. It’s sounds like an Irish song… 🙂
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I LOVE your description and that you think it sounds like a song 🙂 Brings a Smile to my Heart …Thank You Ever So! 🙂
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You are so very welcome Morgan!
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