whisking dreams of colors...

whisking dreams of colors
made to be magic
words spoken to reel
standing on breath
sensations strung
defining through blurs
fusing with heat
never an absolution
deferred obsession
absolute possession

~ anonymous
5:31pm 06february2003thursday : composed
March 9, 2005 @01:23PM : posted
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