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The dim light cast soft shadows on the wall giving way to another evening.

Thinking, thinking, thinking A thought that leaves me thoughtless Thoughtless, that state of mind Or daily bind Binding by which I am bound Grace by which I was found All, everything, provoking thoughts… Thoughts……of thinking.

Sadness permeates the cold darkness and emotions stir in disarray Tears warm the pit of my chilled soul and Comfort begins to reign over my spirit Divine reassuredness infinitely, divinely, shines through this adverse universe

Aristotle's ethics are philosophy for the soul Appealing, his words of emotion and control Easy are his thoughts of logical appeal Provoking infinite thoughts Contentious and real.

Peace and Quiet riot to be heard constant Ruckus plays its strings on each nerve Plain and Simple petition to be seen Outstanding and Outrageous fall somewhere in between Beautiful and Savvy leave their marks on man kind Different and Ingenius are hidden to find And why is S o c i e t y so blind? you may ask Is finding introverts such a daunting task? Once again, the world doesn't see with it's blind eyes  Human kind's p e a r l UNVIELED by it's demise.....

If love was life, then to live would be with ease.

The grasslands need no mountains     For the clouds     Are like soft rocks Pillaring above the fragile strands

Promising politics are enemies of promise. Round and round they go Never to an end, Never to a promise.

He is opened She is closed He is for it She is opposed He is wondering why she left She has stolen his heart by theft He leaves his life behind for the critics She is wondering why he did it Selfish he was and Bold was she They were different, creatively Differently different from eachother Similarly lacking, both a lover.

Sadnees sleeps Sadness breaths Sadness wants Sadness needs Sadness grasps Sadness tears Sadness hurts the unaware Sadness cries Sadness weeps Sadness climbs the mountains steep Sadness jumps from the mountains high Not knowing where emotions go when they die.

Your beautiful heart beats against mine Your beautiful mind is at rest Your beautiful fingers lie still in my palm Your beautiful, gentle caress Your beautiful eyes flutter and open Your beautiful skin is like gold Your beautiful features come alive in the dawn light Your beautiful smile unfolds Your beautiful face chases the shadows away Your beautiful voice is low Your beautiful words ease my love-laden heart Your beautiful love fills my soul Your beautiful lips press against me Your beautiful tongue entwines My face is buried in your beautiful hair I'm in love with your beautiful life

The sound of rain in the gumtrees' leaves A million droplets falling, silent, to ground Building up slowly in downpipes and eaves A soft, gently chorus of waterfall sounds The beautiful raindrops are falling again The night's all but silent, but the rain patters on Through the bush and the scrubland, the forest, the fen The outback is quiet, but the rain patters on The rumble of thunder rolls 'cross the sky And silvery lightning traces cracks in the air As the chittering fruit-bats take wing and fly Over moon-dusted canopies to their ages-old lair The beautiful raindrops are falling again The night's all but silent, but the rain