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[aid] => mick
[title] => Cello
[time] => 2009-01-26 14:51:23
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[bodytext] => There was music around her; notes playing in the silver air she exhaled close to my upturned face. Her shape, a fine brown cello, her low voice singing each word-note came toward me- a whispering moan. My bow string drew out her chords harmonized flowing into her. Arpeggio hair braids flow away from clef note eyes which glow with the white heat which rises in the sparkle dust all around. She bent toward me cascading, double breasted notes; her arms flower petals unfold; mouth slightly parted breathes new air. She sang to my soul, in her cello style. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lnnie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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