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Red and yellow dressed in Autumn… and days set aside from all the ot… seasons into seasons as time never… painting the forests and the unset… Mother Nature keeps busy like all…
Mother Nature and her mutable moo… as in a season of many different m… harsh and placid, hot and cold, snowy and steamy, quiet and bold, she swings her mood to the season’…
Dancing with dancers in a silent s… Speaking not but swinging in const… Like the ocean talks and the tides… And the waves dash and the foam ri… The unification of Neptunian rite…
Hell’s inferno riding upon the sea… choirs singing excerpts from the d… sliding through the fissures into… no stopping, no mercy, right on th… an assault upon all living things…
I am a musician and this is my testimony. The God’s of music had me in their sights as they invaded my soul and directed my heart to only desire what dwells behind the surface of the m...
Paradise of the senses, yea I hav… With its golden streets winding al… A wandering through to escape my b… One more quest to complete my life… Paradise of the senses, a thrillin…
Music power, beacons in the dark, narrator of the universe, portrayers of certain epochs, storytellers in the melodic air, founders of universal alliance,
Of Heart’s Desires Of heart’s desires, of wayward dre… Of plans rerouted, of passion’s ov… Of reasoning gone astray, of wild… Of pleasure’s delight, of beauty d…
M-m-m-m-m air of sweet, sweet heav… As Auntie Sweetooth ‘til half pas… Swings with the squirrels and drun… Breaking up the day into halves an… Home of the chocolate paradise of…
Spirit of Captain Jack hovering o… captain of the bottle caps brigade… He twists the frigg’n cap to the r… when left I try to twist’n fight. A whammy is what he sent to me on…
The Thunder Gods with their sarca… Sleeping in the pits of nature’s w… While seafarers relax and ride wit… Swathing summer’s skin with an exo… Lazy waves too tired to get up and…
Music at the easel with hands of satin and fingers of finesse, eyes of splendor and heart of passion,
Rainbows, your proud entrance after the gray has gone, your triumphant arches reaching in… the aegis upon your breast chasing… into places beaten down by your co…
Euphonic winds carrying sweet soun… from ambrosial gardens and a sunri… hymns of the heavens come down to… on velvety shoots and diamond’s wo… blowing in my ear as the summer wi…
The she of sorcery with glossy thighs and silken tresses, who walks but floats with her tender feet suspended, waving her rose scented wand