on QueA Poem by Michael Soulon Que the, stunning morning blue in view sun and the moon, grass dripping with dew, in full glare the loch. down round there, some nipping at toe's. rivers crackling on Que water in motion. frozen broken lairs cracked, eloquently lifting the sound. beautiful song's infused in the breeze twittering in full show. lifelong lover's sing together perched huddling upon that creaking old fence. it's rickety gate squeaking restlessness all on Que. © 2013 Michael SoulReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 9, 2013 Last Updated on March 9, 2013 AuthorMichael SoulAyr, United KingdomAboutwell what to say im me the soulartis lol some of my work these day's will be a call for eyes and hearts to open but will be mostly fun stuff when its out my Sistine chapel lol im a you know if yo.. more..Writing
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