Fighting BearDenver, CO, USA |
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Eagles And RosesWe are only bound by our thoughts.For if there be confinement, It is born of personal choice. You and I can settle and become Robins in flight and budding violets, Or capture our dreams And grow to eagles and roses. |
Performance ArtPrismatic colored ribbons arched afar,Like a scratch on Father Sky's face. Are you merely a routine refraction, A common reflection, an ordinary Dispersion of light? OR Are you really a mystical wonder
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Of Thee I SingBy my hand I caress you.With these lips I kiss you. In my heart I hold you. With these eyes I see Only you. |