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 Upon the perfume of the day. Misc 9/12/2019
 Transitions. Misc 9/12/2019
 Light stripes through lace curtains. Misc 9/12/2019
 The shades of life. Misc 9/3/2019
 Meandering ascensions. Misc 8/24/2019
 Blossoms on the breeze. Misc 8/16/2019
 Pathway to serenity. Misc 8/15/2019
 Completion. Misc 8/9/2019
 A gilded reflection. Misc 8/6/2019
 A song that I once knew. Misc 8/6/2019
 A wish, a hope, a living dream. Misc 8/6/2019
 Almanac of souls. Misc 8/6/2019
 Are my dreams still alive. Misc 8/6/2019
 Echoes of the cosmos. Misc 8/6/2019
 The angels of the afterlife. Misc 7/23/2019
 The nightingales of heaven. Misc 7/23/2019
 The cottage on the shore. Misc 7/23/2019
 Silver bookmarks in the dark. Misc 7/23/2019
 Half forgotten corners. Misc 7/23/2019
 A heroines dreams. Misc 7/23/2019
 Each and every prayer is heard. Misc 7/20/2019
 A distant sacred hymn. Misc 7/20/2019
 The girl with endless eyes. Misc 7/20/2019
 A sacred germination. Misc 7/20/2019
 Always. Misc 7/20/2019
 Completion. Misc 7/20/2019
 Down by the endless sea. Misc 7/20/2019
 The flag, the book and the song. Misc 7/9/2019
 Sanguine sun and rainbow shade. Misc 7/7/2019
 A Prayer for Eden. Misc 7/7/2019
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Upon the perfume of the day.

We sometimes meet below a dawn, where hopes are slowly being born
Into a world of in between, that only dream walkers have seen,
And only silence greets my dream, the rising sun has yet to gleam
Over the rim where sky meets sea, where breezes bring you back to me
Upon the perfume of the day, you smile then slowly drift away
Yet in immortal reverence, remembrance is no recompense
It only makes me miss you more, as you wait on that far off shore
And look out on a timeless sea, that lets you somehow speak to me.

As dream waves crash and worlds collide, as even sunshine tries to hide
Behind the shadows down our lane, where we would smile and talk again
Of special days in long gone plays, of all those unforgotten days
When we were still a work of art, me with my words, you with your heart
That made the sun peep from its shade, to paint the masterpiece we made
Within our wondrous carefree times of silken smiles and lustrous rhymes,
Before we parted in the rain, so sure that we’d be back again
So certain of the years we cared, for time set free the love we shared.

Down our secret country lane, we strolled when life held too much pain
Two souls as one wrapped ribbon green, a sunlit silhouetted scene
Two shadows reaching down the lane, their whispers drifting back again
Upon their timeless lullaby’s, reflected yet with no goodbyes,
Eyes held love, and murmurs touched, essences of the love we clutched
Felt like a sweet Wedding bouquet, another time another day,
Yet through life’s twist and turn surprise, a love shared vow never dies
One day we’ll walk upon the air, and celebrate the joy we share.

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