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sun dance
it spirals down to a never ending eclipse a moment in summer when all will stand still, in wait for the sun a moment that may never come but is always expected willed to by our minds of light a crave for the bright beams that illuminate all that could be in our sight a focus so strong it changes seasons, moves tides, and whisps the winds swaying the very fabric of time silk roads expanded lanterns are lit boys in white shawls carry them down dark corridors to chambers in ease for day light will come it will bring peace peace to the horrors that linger the mind ones that can be forgotten but come back to haunt us in time the everlasting has changed the moment has come for us to look back and wonder what was the sun~
- sara nicole
Opal
a deer in headlights
snow falls
but i stay warm
for i am encased in summer
deeply incaverned
an illusion within that startles the imagination
curiosity lingers in the cold
and intensifies feeling
for newness for change
and over all death
to a season of bliss
into one of shades, ever so slightly hinting colors
hidden beneath its white surface
guiding me through opal dreams.
-sara nicole
if only i didnt get cold
i would do a lot of things my ears wouldn’t hurt and nose wouldn’t run my nips would stay hard cause thats way more fun fuck around in the snow my warmth with decay all the ice that stands in my way the snow will fall for me to ski but the sun stays out so i can wear my jungle woman bikini my skin will always be a golden glow simply because i have the heat of the sun and the love of the snow
Bruce
as i walk the puddles reflect my image but as only few come to realize this is the entrance to the underworld or what many call Australia where Bruce resides in the swamps of alice sara nicole
rice hat
lost in Pine Macy attached to the trees stuck in this constant lucid like dream~ -sara nicole