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Sunday, April 01, 2007
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Relax, let the magick happen
Upon the winds of dreams
and the whispers of our enchanted souls
let the magick flow
4:01:17 PM 
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Sunday, April 16, 2006
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New theme for the Poetry page - still needs a little tweaking but i'll finish it later, xxxxxxxx, where does that stupid line come from - out with ya/ nevermind, liked it better with the line
2:54:59 AM
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005
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I haven't written any poetry lately but realized as I'm looking at the page, I think I want to change the theme to reflect Sexy Magick's Poetry..in time, maybe one of those late night things..hmmm, when did my comments disappear?..comments back
11:53:11 AM
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Sunday, June 12, 2005
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She stands in the doorway
looking out not really seeing
but daydreaming
pushing farther and farther
into her imagination
as the butterflies swim in the sky
she rides the air into the night
a whisper among the wind
a light among the stars
she dreams of awakened souls
the energy bouncing lightly
upon her skin
sleepily she sits
under the radiant moon
dreaming of a time
when they were one
lifting her higher
and higher into
the midnight sky
music dancing around
playing sweet lullabys
in her head
like water falling
on her glistening body
nourishment of her soul
she awakens to his touch
hearing his soul reach out
like butterflies swimming in the sky
12:35:12 AM
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Saturday, June 04, 2005
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dream with the fishes
fly with butterflies
make love in the rain
lie in the sun
stare at the sky
take time for yourself
just stop the chaos
breathe and dream
take a deep breath
and dream with the fishes
slight modification to the poem
8:05:58 PM
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Monday, May 09, 2005
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feathers of an ancient man
softly falling like rain upon the soul
our ancient guardians watch over us
leading, guiding, holding our hands down the winding path of life
helping us find our inner peace, our inner balance
giddy, skipping stones, silently feeling our hearts with pleasure
dancing with the tides
swaying with the wind
our ancient souls meet
once upon a time
in the wind, the water and the air
we were one
past lives merging like waterfalls pooling in the depths of our minds
slowly through the forest
of everyday life
forgotten yet still there guiding
showing us, shifting silently through our world, through our minds
into everyday grace
our ancient guardians watch over us
Inspired by the new age pianst, Kevin Kerns' Ancient Guardians
12:48:08 AM
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Sunday, December 05, 2004
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november petals on a breathless air
waiting, watching, floating down from the heavens
caught up in the storm of everlasting love
inspiration abound, leaping from soul to soul, heart to heart
caressing with light feather touches upon her body
as he hums a sweet lullaby upon her tender lips
petals unfolding between her gasps
a slight dew upon her bodice
as the lace unravels beneath her toes
she gathers his kisses
and gently blows into the wind
whispering, come my love
back to the earth, back to my hearth
dancing, spining, grounding her energy
she sweeps a circle to the east, to the south
to the west, to the north
spinning round and round
she whispers into the storm
come to me
come to me with your own free will
come to me my love
back to the earth,
back to my hearth.
7:48:47 PM
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