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To: bentfeather
Back into the dream
I allow myself to descend
Into the land of fairies
Wood nymphs, with you my friend

Look! A Unicornm I think I see
I will be a dragonfly too
If that is the price I must pay
To have an adventure with you


Come, fair dragonfly dame
Let us take off together
Into the night sky
This is no game

Alright,what’s that
Some engine trouble I fear
It is the sound of consciousness
It sadly appears

But, resolute, that reality
Shall not wake me yet
I go further in to this dream
And fly like a jet

I can now see the orbs
Orange, purple and green
And many new colors
I have never before seen

Come closer my love
Let us fly so close abreast
That when you are tired
I can carry you and you can rest

Nuzzling your probiscus
Behind the shell of my head
If this flight ever ends
I’ll wish I was dead
87 posted on 09/02/2003 3:07:41 PM PDT by Rhyminsimon
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To: bentfeather
Returning from our tour
of the universe we glide
down through the clouds
and up to your gate we stride

We stand close, in communion
Saying good night at your gate
Then you offer me the couch
Saying I should not fly home so late

Just then, my ladybug friend
Out of the blue appears
And says to you, “Homewrecker”
Through her flood of tears.

I say but my little lady bug
You know you’re the only one
I try to defend my position
But I'm feeling quite undone

But of course, the lady bug
She does not really exist
Just a part of the poem;
Trying to add a new twist
88 posted on 09/02/2003 3:34:35 PM PDT by Rhyminsimon
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To: Rhyminsimon
My Dragon Fly and Me II

My Dragon Fly and Me
how we do love to fly
in darkest night sky
Just me and my Dragon Fly
brushing close to those we love
in silence and hold a treasure trove
of gems and jewels wrapped
in velvet black and satin blue
trimmed in gold
a night time pleasure
held in place by unseen
antique lace
whirling as a planet old
in a color world fore told
by the brave and bold
sons of men - orcales old
coated in cold hoar
and faceless beings
spreading wings of gossamer
and creepy things
with tiny wings and
little stingers like
a scorpion that sings
oh yes, my dragon fly and me
really do get to see
to flash our color for all to see
wonders of the universe in me

Rhyminsimon... come with me...
and let me rest my head
on thy breast
surely I have passed the test
to fly at night solo or
with my company...

bentfeather
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All Rights Reserved


89 posted on 09/02/2003 3:59:33 PM PDT by Soaring Feather (Poetry lives in me and me through it.)
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