ryurei Posted April 17, 2007 Report Posted April 17, 2007 I build the dreams that arewhispering softly and letting My hopes rejuvenate.I build upon the dreamsduring the day.Unconsciously I softly touch The unseen pain.Swimming in the water,I float through my mind.Starring slowly at the ice blue eyes,That I try to protect.The dying winds fade,as the dreams that are dear,with muted soundsshatter away from me.I again build with hopes that aresoftly stirring and helping,To move me to action.I build upon these papersduring the day, by night I reach out, To my unseen muse.Swimming in thought,my mind seeks her yet again.Starring slowly at her blinding looks,I seek to protect her.The winds of change fade,as the dreams that are dear to this heart,come to life with clarityas they speak to me.
ryurei Posted April 17, 2007 Author Report Posted April 17, 2007 the original topic is here: http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=14740&hl
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