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All That Love


All That Love

 

Usually a young and wise woman in the land or into

the fantasy island, she can dance with her thickest

and thinnest grass skirts, it seemed outrage, she got her

extra moves, very modern moment herself before, until

then. Her arms and hands were nice and tall, even her

tree trunk legs as long and straight as it goes, her beauty

was growing many sizes, her eyes was so colorful but

delightful, her greatness was so outgoing, her passionate

feeling like feathers and leaves was poking in and out

onto the earth, her dancing was made undo the art she

truly creative, she fall in love under the sunlight of spirit

and honor of hers completed, her fallen stars become

overwhelmed tears, she listen her own heart like a simple

and touchiest drum beat

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

7-1-16 

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