Morning waltzes to the music of the fading stars, into her place in a gown of swirled pastels that start with blues and grays to slowly become the brilliant fire of the sun that is the twinkling of her smile. Upon her appearing below her stir the mortals of this planet as they like her, begin to waltz through their day in rituals of loving, hoping and craving. Whispered on the breezes are the incantations of Day and as I rise I begin to obey all the facets and rules of her chants, never quite connecting in this my separate life until - "Do I know you from somewhere? Why are you rotating in my life's sphere to rituals born

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The Voice of Love

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'The Song of Love'

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