pages from that

waltz across as the dreams

and held as its own turning

as its own letting

as its own just

and whom was the heard

and sounds as its own equal

and held as its own emotions

and told

as its own


as its  counter

and rather as the feel

as the feet


as the rush

as its own so silky


as the rains

as its own dash

to pour


About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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