Wednesday, February 13, 2008





A trip to the stars under a jazz blue dark sky
We sat in a circle on the cool soulful grass
The fire in the center of our universe glowed with an echo of metallic brilliance
And as the first fireflies were sighted, you could feel the rhythm heavy in the air
Then the guitar chimed in with those feel good chords
The voices alighted on the air lifting our spirits high
And the sounds of the evening became entangled in the silver bliss of this moonlit moment...

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