She could dream of the freedom to roam at will
feeling the wind in her hair
the lift to her soul.
Mastering the elements of her days
as she let loose the storm, the wild within.
Hers an untamed spirit
oft hidden
but completely revealed
with one look into her eyes.
Believing in herself
and her dreams
she reaches for a life
that flows with passion.
A river wild
that is neither a love controlled
nor impetuous
but one that is illuminated
with the same vision.
A meeting of minds and needs
bound tightly with mutual respect.
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©SirenSong1208
Photograph taken from the internet, original provenance unknown.
Siren Whispers 
May 24, 2017 at 12:32 am
That last line ❤️
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May 24, 2017 at 9:22 pm
Smiling. I’m so pleased that you liked it!
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May 25, 2017 at 5:52 pm
More of your autobio . . . . that I am collecting with passion
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May 25, 2017 at 5:54 pm
Smiles. Puzzle pieces.
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May 25, 2017 at 5:55 pm
But, a picture is forming
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May 25, 2017 at 6:47 pm
haha…don’t get too comfortable.
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May 25, 2017 at 7:09 pm
Never!! There are too many hidden (undiscoverable?) pieces
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May 25, 2017 at 9:58 pm
Smiles.
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June 1, 2017 at 7:51 pm
I loved your work today. You are amazing.
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June 1, 2017 at 10:32 pm
Smiles. Thanks so much John. I appreciate so much you reading and commenting.
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