Beyond

Beyond this horizon the sunset is drifting, the beauty lays beneath,
and the color unfolds.

The sea ripples with its fine lines across the ocean waves.

Beyond and below, where this horizon flows erotic smells, and
pretty glows.

The ocean sea to the mountain floors high to the hightest we climb.

There is nothing like this mountain, the hills over looking the
horizon to the sunset.

The flowers and wild life we see has no boundries, we sit and admire
what we wished we were.

Over mountain tops to this land we fly free to live, to soar,
to be free again.




Poetry by wbluerose02
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Written on 2005-10-16 at 18:38

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