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LadyBeckett -> Whitter bits (8/2/2004 7:55:24 PM)
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Dark whispered something in my ear
I was sleeping and not paying attention
dreams were playing a scene in my mind
colors and other soft pleasant things
the whispers tugging at the edges
I love the weightlessness of dreams
Words traced across pretty shades of teal
black curly cues swirling whirling i's dotted
esses carved carefully and placed just so
I often wonder at your script, your script
your voice, your words, all those words
I actually remember every single one of them
Create me, sedate me, elate me, ahhhhhh sate me
you do you do you do, you know you do
I am wretched and cursed without you in moments
pity the artist as she weeps, poor soul tormented
moments stretched in the artist mind like years
eternal! each and every one!
The dark whispered in my ear "wake up! wake up now!"
dreams, soft gauze in pastels, and pleasant music
come away with me in the night
In sleep state the body stretches long like a cat
no sense of urgency as the mind returns to a drift down
We passed in those moments touching easy...
moments stretched in the artist mind like years
eternal! each and every one!
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