On 6 Dec 2004 06:22:07 -0800, ilya_shambat2004@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
>I will become your mirror
>Showing you what you are
>Making your beauty clear -
>Clear as a shooting star -
>
>I will reflect your nose
>And your blue giant eyes
>Your tasteful, fitting clothes
>And your athletic thighs
>
>I will reflect your hair
>Elegant, long and white,
>Your haunting, soulful stare
>And loving, healing light,
>
>Your noble, gorgeous features
>And your heart, soft and warm
>And all the precious creatures
>That you hide from the storm -
>
>I will reflect your kindness
>And your internal state,
>Your talent and the timeless
>Beauty that you create,
>
>Your incandescent passion
>Your love and tenderness
>Your elegance and fa****on
>Everyone that you bless -
>
>See your reflection in me
>That I give back to you
>What you evoke within me -
>And if it be untrue,
>
>Shatter me like a mirror
>Scatter me wide and far
>Forcing me to revere
>As you say au revoir,
>
>And as I piece the fragments
>Into a disco ball
>It will show without raiments
>Essence and heart of All.
there are some truly amazing lines in this pome ... i shuddered at the
thought of "Your tasteful, fitting clothes And your athletic thighs"
.... and what are these precious creatures that you hide from the storm
may i ask? your sensitive words induce quivering moues of ecstasy in
my jaded mind
ilya, you are truly destined for torll greatness
--
V--V
"All your children are poor unfortunate victims of lies you believe. A
plague upon your ignorance that keeps the young from the truth they
deserve."
Frank Zappa 1968
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