Open Poetry #49 |
The Promise of Your Love |
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
The Promise of Your Love Beneath a boundless roiling sky along the eternal rolling sea in the frigid grip of deepest Winter and the company of the most profound of elementals and whispering shades of all the lost who have walked this way before, I long for the wind-still, rose colored dawn of a gentle Spring morning, the soft Summer moonlight, and the comforting touch of your hand, heart, and spirit with the infinite promise of your love. --- b. e. adams (3/6/2014) |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yes indeed. The promise of spring and the promise of love. The two go together like peanut butter and jelly. ~*~ There was a sign on the lawn at a drug re-hab center that said 'Keep off the Grass'. ~*~ |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
... and, I happen to LOVE 'peanut butter and jelly' also ! |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
WoW! How's that for good guessing? Gotta love it! ~*~ There was a sign on the lawn at a drug re-hab center that said 'Keep off the Grass'. ~*~ |
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Jack Napes Member
since 2014-02-22
Posts 290Phaedra's Womb |
Very pleasant those two, peanut butter and jelly. I haven't had one since I was knee high to Mom's Speed Queen. Talk about rolling skies and rolling seas! The rollers on that old 'Queen tried to eat my fingers on more than one occasion. I don't think it would have stopped there either if it weren't for Mom hitting the reverse lever! It did take her a few moments though. She appeared to be thinking about something. Perish the thought! Touch, but don't look |
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