ivory white blossoms

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By April BLue •

miss the scent of gardenias from pineapple hill ivory white blossoms set in bed of vivid emerald green miss the wave of fragrant freshness coloring my hair miss the softness of the feel soft petals upon my skin pikake from tahiti oil in my hair too just for me april blue miss the gentleness miss the easiness of grace sweeping my hand in the air swooping down and gathering blossoms without a care ivory white blossoms of love nestled in a bed of dark emerald green leaves of the evergreen tree felt like a queen prancing upon pineapple hill scanning my sights on kapalua bay in my own way my riches were in the garden my wealth were the ivory blossoms so divine pikake from tahiti oil in my hair too just for me april blue

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June 28, 2005 07:10Lillian

That had wonderful imagery in it and really brought me to be prancing around and sweeping my hands in the air just like you. You're a great writer!