My quest
Leads me to the inner
Sanctum of your
Being, the epicentre
Of great joy
Laughter…
At last, the golden
Treasure unveiled
Deep inside
The heart of Virtue…
Love blossoms
Like the first flower
Of spring
Happiness
Is the free spirit
That sails…
Gently along the secret
Rivers of time
Behold
The dome of pleasure…
Rising from
The lively veins
Of the soul
Sing
To me, lyrebird,
The beautiful
Songs of the waxing
Moon of Oz
Hold me
In your gentle arms
Oh Sweet Violet…
The spring flower
Of my dreams
Ah, the cool
Image of the spring flower…
Dancing in the wind


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ten friend
A sensitive man with poetry in his soul enough to express enchantment with the beauty of women.
Pat
Is the free spirit
That sails…
Gently along the secret
Rivers of time"
Lawrence--this , is what happiness really should be! It is..
Beautifully expressed!
when you say
Hold me
In your gentle arms
Oh Sweet Violet…
The spring flower
Of my dreams
loved it Lawrence
Thanks again!
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