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The Thin Blue Lake
poetry [ Urban ]

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by [lionheart ]

2010-04-28  |     | 



THIN BLUE LAKE


Taking a breath of thee
makes me happy watching
as she plays in a filed of flower
the air she breaths, her smiles of sweetness and honey
the dress she wore thin like silver; like silk
that rest on her gentle body a red scarf made from silk
wrapped around her neck that extended to both of her arms
running through her fingers as she swings from left to right
almost like the wind carrying her across the filed of flowers
angles watch as she moves birds sang as she open her mouth
smiling with happiness she sat at a still lake an watch
palm fly sat on the water creating ripples in the lake
fishes dancing under the thin blue lake almost every sound in the lake could be herd
every movement an every song that the birds sing could travel across the still blue lake
the white clouds the blue sky an the sun reflects the beauty that is locked in her heart
she sat in wonders looking at her reflection in the still blue lake not all the power
all the words could express what though wonders felling is making her heart beat
what dreams could be hidden behind her joyful smile
her marbled eyes, her tinted lips, her heart that is wrapped around with all the wonders of her body
Her long blue dress drags along the tip of the lake
as she walks around the thin blue lake she starts to dance expressing her joy
swinging her hands moving her feet around an around up an down left to right, forward an back words in joy an only joy
could be expressed while the angles watch from above in the
heavens wonder with there wings swinging with grace and light guiding the direction of her gentle feet
her heart over filled with emotion an joy
every movement of her body express a different feeling
every twist in her hair her finger her smile
the song she sang her eyes movement not even the words from the angle mouth could come close to her heart an beauty

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