Her name spoken softly in a whisper brought a hush to the room.
Like a swan shyly opening her wings Calla enters from stage left.
diamond like tears glisten as beholding such beauty evokes this emotion
In velvety white, the audience’s aww is hushed by the entry of a shadow that removes oxygen from the room.
The phantom swoops in on Calla crushing her in one hopeless instant.
One and all gasp feeling oppression, darkness
A sadness fills the room at the thought of beautiful Calla’s brokeness.
light fails to emit from the corners of the room
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A colorful poppy clad girl pranches center stage
She wistfully brushes Calla on the forehead with a kiss as she is swept away by a tropical breeze.
Calla tilts her face to a radiant orb.
Too hot for many Calla welcomes his strength.
No longer white nor pure Calla feels beyond love as she is wrapped in warmth
The sun booms forth a deep chuckle as the red and orange curtain closes.
All that remains is light that cannot be contained
Photography LMoon copyright 2010-2012
penned in moon dust 
Magnificent Dance of images and words. Wow!
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I love the imagery of a garden dancing in the fading light. Beautiful.
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Must agree enjoyed the imagery in these lines and how the photos enhance the overall mood.
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And to think I was going to talk to someone in person about this.
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I completely agree with the previous commentors, Leslie. That was one of the most delightful pieces of imagery that I have ever had the pleasure to read. Just beautiful.
-Jimmy
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Thinking like that shows an expert’s touch
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