Auburn, Golden, Crimson and Fire,
These are the shades of eternal desire,
Passion skipples the crisp lightfall of far, far past noon....
Dappling in the shimmer of Apollo's retreating doubloon....
Snapple of twig as she darts quick away,
"Capture me Swift dear Love, if your urge still is to play...."
~Veritas
Glad to see you blogging! ;-)
ReplyDeleteI have been pretty busy with other projects.... I wont let so much time pass next.time assuredly!
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Wishing you a Merry Christmas...
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