Daylight Symphony
C Catrina Heart
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Beneath the cloak
of Irish skin lies
the cascading waters
of my veins;
yearning in silence
to caress the dreams
of daylight symphony
within the power of my mind.
'Hear me, stir me dear'
'Bring me to the lake
of the capricious ivory clouds
where spring roses blossom
only, only to our eyes.'
Wishful throbs enveloped
the daylight dreams
in melodious deep sighs...
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