Fields of colour, by michelle hoult
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In fields of colour
She wants to be
Among such calm
And awe
With erotic dreams
And curtain clouds,
And the ambient light of love.
Magnetic compass draws them closer,
Giving credence to their love
With cleansing tides of colour
She lay now among his arms,
Peaceful and respectful,
In fields of green,
She wants to be
Calm and awe inspiring
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| Posted: 2010-11-07 20:43:04 UTC |
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