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I am Wolfsong.thePoet on Jamendo . . . http://www.jamendo.com/en/user/Wolfsong.thePoet
I like to write . . . especially poetry. . . I think in song . . . I dream in flavors . . . I recognize me in you . .. and you in me . . . I hear your melody. . . I see your beauty . . . I share your hope . . . I create your dreams . . . I will dance with you through tomorrow . . . and carry you deeply in my heart . . . I love you . . .
Forever yours
by Depneim
I look into the mirror of your eyes . . .
and I see the blazing light of faith,
calm and remarkable
in the hope that it projects
as you put your heart
on the winds of chance
and believe in the best . . .
and believe in love . . .
and believe that I have the same
for you . . . love on the wing
flying straight into your eyes . . .
The music offers imagery
and beauty and love . . .
it offers color . . . and joy
and peace . . . it offers the heights
and the depths
and it walks besides me
where ever I go
and where ever I end . . .
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Outside in some place
by David Palmero
Standing for the light . .
a warrior rests . .
in the strength of good
and all of the blessed . .
belief that in the end
good will prevail
the dark will retreat
with its heavy dark veil . . .
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Peaceful music . . . dreamy and uplifting . . .
a gorgeous blessing in the moment
as I listen . . .
a music so deeply calming
so very profound . .
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Un Nouveau Monde
by Anckorage
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a warrior rests . .
in the strength of good
and all of the blessed . .
belief that in the end
good will prevail
the dark will retreat
with its heavy dark veil . . .
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Peaceful music . . . dreamy and uplifting . . .
a gorgeous blessing in the moment
as I listen . . .
I am humbled by this sound . .
as it whirls through my hearta music so deeply calming
so very profound . .
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Un Nouveau Monde
by Anckorage
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surreal, eerie . . other-worldly . ..
beauty
sublime . .. heavenly . .
the tears begin to fall . .. I want to be in that place
the music takes me there . . .
a cold and distant land . . .
so tender, so treasured . . .
the sighing of the angels . . . resound through the atmosphere
and only the musician can hear this
and model it . ..
I am moved . . . I am moved so far away
I ache as I listen to this music . . .
my bones vibrate as I listen
my heart echoes . . the music
I cannot but treasure this . . . like a gem . . .
the rarest of the rare . . a human face . . .
and angel's gaze . . . the song of the moon . .
the tender refrain of the stars . . .
immersed in the music . . . I float for hours . . .
removed from my heart ache . . . removed from my pain . . .
Stunning . . .
beauty
sublime . .. heavenly . .
the tears begin to fall . .. I want to be in that place
the music takes me there . . .
a cold and distant land . . .
so tender, so treasured . . .
the sighing of the angels . . . resound through the atmosphere
and only the musician can hear this
and model it . ..
I am moved . . . I am moved so far away
I ache as I listen to this music . . .
my bones vibrate as I listen
my heart echoes . . the music
I cannot but treasure this . . . like a gem . . .
the rarest of the rare . . a human face . . .
and angel's gaze . . . the song of the moon . .
the tender refrain of the stars . . .
immersed in the music . . . I float for hours . . .
removed from my heart ache . . . removed from my pain . . .
Stunning . . .
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