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Summer Distilled

When the dog days come and the summers crest, and grapes and women are at their best; That moment, like wine, should be distilled, So deep in the snowy fields rebuild The sweetness of the sun kissing where my lips should be. On a day long passed to memory, Out on a limb I watch the clouds roll in, Day after day the rain a reminder of where my lips should be; No longer blessed, but by an empty glass; And visions and dreams of a day long past. copyright 2003 t.james zanotti

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Christine brand 10 Aug 2006

very clever...interesting and deep, I love the poetry...impressive lyrics and hidden secrets.

Rebecca Marona 18 Mar 2006

I SEE THE GRAPES ! Rebecca

Vivian Allen 01 Nov 2004

This is mesmerizing.

Dawn Landrum 01 Nov 2004

lovely texture and colors

Djervad Steen 30 Oct 2004

very original way of painting