Riding a cloud, loaded with roses
Your birthday pops with new poses
All that I said and thought about you
Seem very little
Indeed brittle
What I know, today at this time
I love you more than the vast sun-shine
If it is love, it grips the universe
Turns it into a candy which I put in your purse
Each day is your birthday to me
For each breath here is you, not me!
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Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2006
I also felt this to be a poem of dedication the visuals and expressions are very beautiful.
In the predawn hours during a solitary ride on her ranch, Montana Freeborn collides with Seth Phoenix, centaur-turned-man and the embodiment of her psychic visions.
I've missed you very much my friend!
Peace,
~Rose~
A beautiful poem and wonderful dedication to someone who holds a very special place in your heart. May she always inspire you to compose such beauty.
Warm hugs
Elga