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Rebirth (the child within): new life from within the shell...dedicated to a woman in Bombay




Walkin' on Pink Clouds


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...just born dreaming of pink clouds,
falling into them
crying for mom I don't even know yet
feeling the soft cotton,
pink cotton upon my skin
floating in air thin.
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just a kid
dreaming of pink clouds from the schoolbench
flying up to reach them
melting into ice cream and popcorn
flavored with strawberry.
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young man just over 20
dreaming more and sleeping less
seeing the light
purple vibed
pink triangles surrounding me over my head
people say they don't exist there.
falling into them
crying of happiness.
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and now,
for a fate I don't know yet
and from misery I sensed and could not stop
for it was not for me to regret
feeling the soft pink clouds
walking on them lead by a hand
of Womanform
pink flesh to my skin
it was not a dream...
my mind's floating in thin air with Thee.
sip of deluxe champagne...
covering pink drops over our melting pink clouds
rosy streams turning into a swollen pink dream
dip of neverending growing tranquility.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~20Apr99~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal




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Publicerad 2009-01-25 23:59



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