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Description Day fades into your beautiful sunset.

Colors bleeding.

Sea and sky echo this last kiss.

Voices of thought, bits of song, tendrils of memory untie themselves in the wind.

A crow dives and dances and lands in the tops of the swaying palms.

Ocean whispers, 'there is no time', and you remember, as you are carried into this sensuousness of lostness.

Of the fullness of sky, and the death of grasping.

Only memory painted your reaching hands, your trembling heart that ached for tomorrow and wept at the never forever beauty of time.

Dissolved yet dancing.

Longing of wind sings your name.

Love wrote her name in the sea-foam clouds and she watched them dissolve in the whirlpools and eddies of sky and the fathomless suck of tides.

'Why me?', Why love?' All questions fell through the deep abyss that closed when joy and sorrow merged and smiled.

I am as you see me.

A girl a woman an artist a poet.

What is it that draws these hands that scribbles these lines that paints my mouth that sings these words that dance across your mind stream? What is it that longs to kiss a love song in your heart, your very own love song that sings you? I am this longing this ache of never and forever that dances life into the looking glass and twirls.

I am a symphony of words falling through a song of unknowing.