Undercurrents buried beneath shadows, carry these dreams.
Sirens shimmer mirages of wistful respite, the delight of her eyes
Omnipresent, yet beyond touchable distances to vex the mind
To harmonize our mix of delightful terror and sensuous blithe.
I confess that I am so enthralled with this miraculous life.
Loren M. Lambert © October 25, 2013
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