"Why does she have wings?
So she can fly."
Sarah Dessen
LAY IT ON THE LINE
Do move in closer
to be of celestial light
none of us strangers
here.
Seizing through the night
waking those distant lovers
flying on lost yore
endear.
Angels a playin'
runaway stars a sleepin'
echoes evermore
here.
Our whispers of love
Lay it on the line we know
a dream from above
near.
She's just a drawing
That's all she'll ever be
unless you believe.
22 comments:
Beautiful drawing and poem!
Have a Beautiful Day!!
Peace :)
Great. We must believe.
i hope she brings good things your way. :)
Someone to keep an eye on Mr. Gnome and make sure he's doing his job!
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a beautiful read!!!!
So lovely!
Nice write, Karen. :-)
I believe in YOU! Fine drawing
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ALOHA from Honolulu,
ComfortSpiral
=^..^=
Of course I believe! Lovely!
The phrase ' lost yore
endear' has interesting turn for me....so many possibilities starting here, if we believe.... ~ Very nice poem!
I love the poem and the fairy. Beautifully paired Karen.
It is a strange ange, a bit hard.
Greetings,
Filip
And to the believers she is sooooo much more.
Lovely poem and image. Springboards for my mental wanderings. Thank you.
Beautiful poem, I love the whispers of love!
Beautiful image and poem, Karen! Enjoy your evening!
Beautiful and eloquent, Karen.
Tink lives. Thanks for sharing.
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
unless you believe....fine !
That was just totally enjoyable Karen! I have not been around much due to a layoff. I am okay just busy and always enjoy stopping by. I turned off Google+ comments to make it easier for us Magpie's. Enjoy your holiday! Hugs and kisses!
Loveliness...
I believe, I believe, I believe!
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