I saw an advertizement for beauty and I decided that this is what I want to look like:
The air that wisps around trees and fields of green
The light before the crack of dawn
Or the blue purple skies of the eve
The water that reflects all that it sees and then some
Nay, a field of billowing wheat moving in harmony
Lo, a valley whose streams come from the crests of peaks
Capped in white and glistening
A rainbow as viewed in the mist of a spring day
Falls gushing from a mountain top
Autumn orange whirlwinds blowing down a lane
I wonder when I can get my make-over. ~ Arachne ~ November 28, 2007 @ 11:11 p.m. EST
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