Free Poetry Contest
Free Love Poems \
It''s too early for the victory lap
A case of the horse before the cart
Too much of the forest before before trees
Drawn upon one man''s map
So full of dreams and wishes
Charted, a course of history
Laid bare before all and sundry
Crosses cut with burdens bared
In constant search of mystery
Found in the forest
On the wings of flight
High atop a mountain range
An illusion of deep in the night
It''s too soon to begin another round
On this journey through time and space
There''s magic to seek in all that we see
None more than in your face...
© By Mystic_Beauty On 7/21/2009 8:00:46 AM
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