Shadow of my soul

Mere words,
  moments of play.

You can't see my eyes.

You can't see the glow.

Words as toys,
  creating castles in the sky.

Reviews

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:: nah... your words are very precious... and i love your glow, mister glowing tortoise... your light reaches me... thousands of miles away in india... carried very beautifully by your poetry... :)

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you, Princess. As always, thanks for the kind words!

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:: you're very welcome, mister tortoise... :)