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- Joy at allpoetry
What is joy anyway but that ill-remembered childhood
when everything smelt of cookies and grass? - Life at allpoetry
M y mind is hushed while my muse is sleeping
in the dregs of inspiration - Night and Day at allpoetry
The morning was a palid hue
a smudge upon the face of God - Thoughts. at allpoetry
That touch which is my bitter sweet comfort
in times when life seems somehow wrong - The Traveller at allpoetry
The winters wrath was striking down
All the shivering fading leaves - [ Dream your own world, this is mine ] at allpoetry
Dream your own world, this is mine
and it hasn't room for two - To Lhara at allpoetry
There's a moment in each lifetime
between our death and birth - Ripple at allpoetry
I touched the glassy water top
which floated on the river, - My Mind's a Wide World at allpoetry
My minds my world enclosed within a box
and the casket of my dreams is flesh - Poetry at allpoetry
emotion bubble over my brim and feed my lips with music
with music that can gild every slip of light with life - Touch the colours at allpoetry
Meld with the colour my lover, we're vague
we change and fuse and mix and merge. - A Moment of Happiness at allpoetry
Moments of inspiration come with the sunbeams
a touch on the skin and it wakes the blood - Can't See In at allpoetry
Darkened arch and glass so thin I can’t reach out, you can’t see in. - Untitled at allpoetry
A drop of sweetness often lies hidden fast in beauties eyes - The Restless Maid at allpoetry
Hand upon hand trailed into the scented night
Words so calm now echoed of sweet laughter - Reflected Light at allpoetry
Basically the words of someone who refuses to believe they are anything more than passably attractive and not too bad as a person but is co
