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her artistic style
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Hyacinth garden pleasure and delight
those resplendent lyrics that touched her
then beauty began a mutation
gored by the horns of accusation
its relic in solfeggio
something about being in denial
Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Ti Do
Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Ti Do
never to sing again
voice quivering there
furtive silence of love
wipes away every last smile
crying always corrupts the echoing
digression of worlds
wistful and idle
then the imperfection
and her expression is left unprotected
as she sees the loss of her artistic style
Ooh I love this! It's just
Ooh I love this! It's just darling! The doremi is cute!
If its possible, no matter what it always starts with a dream!
Such a quirky and
Such a quirky and delightfully riveting piece! I really like it, it spoke to meon a higher level some how! Great stuff! Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I read
your poem "Deleting myself" and couldn't do it justice with an adequate critque, somehow your poem inspired this, a reversal of fortune, so it seems to me...
Peace
Dylan
ps
thanks again for your imput on * Petals of Amaranthine*, don't know what to do with it next, but I see your points and they are appreciated very much
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
What's even more amazing do
What's even more amazing do re mi... Is one of my favourite songs! And you're welcome please feel free to give any input/insights on any of my works I too appreciate seeing with variant eyes :D
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."