Quivering inside my dreams are elaborate colors that dance on my tongue.........
The bond between us does not quite speak to the stars as precious carvings but as seeds of happiness. Here you see me in thought rearranging reflections inside a message held in glass.
Far away I hold my breath then let it out to chase dream-filled sleep. Soft sighs escape streaming through the night in shells of kisses moving ultimately to form this lovely smile I keep.
Quivering inside my dreams are elaborate colors that dance on my tongue. I taste them as whispers of you. The bond between us does not quite speak to the stars, but here in my dreams is sung.
You have this ability to make me speechless. I don't know what it is, but you just write so well... I don't know what to say. This is fabulous. I wish I was this good. Well done!
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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My latest book - Mailing Letters to the Moon
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