the day her soul flew, by turquoise petals
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she had often longed to be loved
for the souls of creation offered her desire
mist trailed after her sweet perfume
yet no lover would come her way
she felt her arms disappear
wings slid through her body
settling her body into a clear hue of whispers
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| Posted: 2005-08-22 18:36:19 UTC |
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| 2005-07-24 13:02:23 | waterlily |
| it is the sweetness that captures my heart the best.clear hue of whispurrs is nice 2... |