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		<title>VELVET DRAPES</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2016 12:17:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[VELVET DRAPES Velvet drapes are hung in candor over the window in royal décor. Arousing a daydream of a pure escape Exemplifying an atmospheric splendor are these elegant drooping drapes. I gently elude the reality of horrors and boredom fashioning a fantasy. Depicting images with an umber cape swirling circles consumed in complacency. Elusiveness overcomes [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>Velvet drapes are hung in candor<br />
over the window in royal décor.<br />
Arousing a daydream of a pure escape<br />
Exemplifying an atmospheric splendor<br />
are these elegant drooping drapes.<br />
I gently elude the reality of horrors<br />
and boredom fashioning a fantasy.<br />
Depicting images with an umber cape<br />
swirling circles consumed in complacency.<br />
Elusiveness overcomes my willingness<br />
to challenge the powers below me.<br />
My imagination takes wing as I acquiesce<br />
to a meditative fettle as a testimony<br />
appears with a garland as evidence.<br />
Banishing all irritation I do impel<br />
the burgeoning of gardens as my nape<br />
I cover while the blustery winds excel<br />
stirring the remnants of autumn.<br />
The firmament declares its parallel<br />
to our universe as we succumb<br />
to the seduction of the pensive.<br />
Spawning newer horizons to dwell<br />
ever expanding like a candelabrum<br />
shedding creative rays so intense.<br />
Bells at twelve do break my fancy<br />
nonetheless raising us to excellency.<br />
The midnight fog slithers forward<br />
to further this moment of necromancy.<br />
In a somnambulistic wonder I meander<br />
departing my earthly existence.<br />
Then a ballerina enters my vision<br />
and tiptoes au naturel in fashion<br />
to stir my inner eye and passion.<br />
Like an apparition she danced skyward<br />
to instate a moment of grandeur.<br />
Then she reenters my intuition<br />
to capture me and tenderly gapes<br />
through me as I enhance her.<br />
Velvet drapes will deck my memory<br />
never to forget her innocent play.<br />
Her whispers and sighs did occur<br />
vanishing at the break of day.<br />
Igniting my desire with her feathery<br />
style of choreography and sensuality.<br />
Abandoned in my mystic reverie<br />
I initialize a unique phase which spurred<br />
the celestial recreation as an exposé<br />
of wonderment and submission.<br />
Streaming my spirit always outwardly<br />
I impose myself to greater trust.<br />
I motion in utter valiancy<br />
to exceed, transcend and thrust<br />
my conceptions beyond abolition.<br />
Transmitting through the extrasensory<br />
messages of newfangled precociousness<br />
astounding myself with a portray.<br />
Gazing at my persona was a must<br />
awakening my self-esteem and awareness.<br />
My personal status and sustenance<br />
would suddenly emerge as a preference.<br />
Hailing the guardians of interplay<br />
I subject the basics as necessary<br />
for the extension of the primary.<br />
This being the internal memorandum<br />
describing my personal acceptance.<br />
The phantasmagoria of this window<br />
has opened a self-inherit path.<br />
Rising me further away from limbo<br />
to experience life in its abundance.<br />
These velvet drapes suspended before me<br />
have taught my soul to spur<br />
the angelic and the transitory<br />
as they await the golden aftermath.<br />
Possessing the cherished remembrance<br />
of this wondrous galactic journey<br />
from the outer reaches to the earthly<br />
will accompany my sole deliverance.<br />
Endowing me with a cleansing bath<br />
exonerating me to the otherworldly.</p>
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