Hands of silk

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    Hands of silk

    The sounds of ivory pings a rapture of eloquent harmony…

    My ears focused on key after key like beautiful rain drops…

    My every fiber comes to life like never before… like a flower to

    Sun my world rises to your melody… Transfixed in emotion I

    Channel my thoughts to a blue sky with wisps of powder clouds

    Slowly rotating from my vantage in a craft floating on a lake of

    Crystal clear water… Brilliant is the day filled with emotion of love

    Caring for that held in high esteem only to know all to well it is not

    With in reach of myself…So with great abandonment I disband my self

    To the memory of what was once a beautiful day, filled with moments of joy filled with your essence never to far from this mans reach.…

    Play on so that I may hear your soul reach out to me in one last gasp

    Of beautiful ivory pings….

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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