Now I hear the distant drums
The dance has just begun;
The guests arrive one by one,
With patience all will be done.
There will be laughter rolling in
As celebrations dress during day,
At night when the stars twinkle
They will help my guests to find their way
I write when my muse play tricks on me hiding behind the tunes of adversity. A simple thing such as smile or touch, anger or quote, music or hum,it sets my world rolling into a ball of perfumed poetry
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Wednesday, February 09, 2011
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