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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Armando0831, post: 29199, member: 305&quot;]I don&#039;t know if there was a thread already for this subject but I thought it would be nice to admire our own pieces of work for a moment. </p><p><br /></p><p>I love to write and draw. Hope you enjoy. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hope I don&#039;t have to remind anyone that all works belong to the individual listing it. </p><p><br /></p><p>FOREVER YOUNG</p><p><br /></p><p>Through a mirror, I can see&nbsp; flower standing amongst its companions. It stands firm with a glow that seperates its self from all others. Its color, a redish hue, is breath taking to ones own heart. I stand in amazement, I stand in weakness. For I want this flower, to pluck it from the ground that holds bear to its roots.&nbsp; I long to hold this beautiful flower so close to my heart and hold on tight. The tempting to smell its sweet aroma encasses my heart, causing my hand to reach onward and gently place my hands upon it. My hand travels through this mirror, this divide, causing a ripple between the two. My hand lays hold of this delicate symbol of love. I want to take it, but draw my hand back just a little, for I dont know of the consequnces that may lay. For just the slightest foreign movement, might send this moment in a whirlwind. I am stuck. All I can do is stare and lay gaze upon this beauty. Its beautiful outline shines as the gods place their graces upon it. The gods have made it their right, their duty, to make sure that this flower is taken for just one.&nbsp; So delicate it seems! So unspoiled, so honest in nature. No matter what happens, my flower, the flower that my eyes and heart so long for, remains resilient&nbsp; in that moment of time. It remains unwavering to my love, to my values. It knows how it wants to be touched, how to be loved. I slowly draw my hand, making sure not to touch its velvety petals. The mirror that had shown&nbsp; my love, has now diminished, giving way to the walls of my room. I stare and close my eyes, for in my minds eye is where my flower, my love, lives forever young.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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