1/6/98

1/6/98

A Poem by princessorianna

A vision escapes the mist

a woman with a gown of the most delicate winter flowers.

And her hair releases whispers from the sun

as she swiftly glides over the clouds

rescuing a rainbow from the storm.

© 2008 princessorianna


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princessorianna
princessorianna

dover, DE



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if you think about it long enough, we are all here...where we go from here is the next step... *note: poems with dates as their titles are because i do not like writing untitled, untitled 2, etc. more..

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