Golden gemstones
glisten inside her as she plays.
Manifest of melodies
mellowed rhymes of rays.
Blonde, sandy strands
strummed against the hollow strings.
A humming of vibrant vocals
beckoned inside her throat as she sings.
A rumbling rave of darkness
dampened the place around.
Little lambent lights
laced around her symphony sound.
Drumming in the daylight daze
or notes to the nighttime noise.
A manifest of melodies
misted in her jamming of joy.
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Author:
Crystal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 30th, 2019 14:31
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Good write Crystal.
thank you!
What an absolute gem!
Absolutely splendidly wonderful, as are you!
A true crystal of hope
Much appreciated
That is a great saying.
A true crystal of hope. like it!
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