Melfaroth
Omega
My soul, how it pains for the hurts of Arda and the children of Iluvatar, mighty Eru.
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Post by Melfaroth on Nov 26, 2005 17:48:31 GMT -5
'Beautiful Wind'
the wind swiftly passing by all in a fury the fierce fingers of it run through your white flurry of hair as it trails so smoothly behind you. how fair I remember this sight that would bless few.
the grace and your speed, flying under the moonlight your feet barely touching the grass and it's dew-light In the grace of the morning with the lights all still out this beauty with you i'll be ever without.
Summer, 2004 ©Melfaroth
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