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lovers on the rosewood
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lovers on the rosewood |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She touched her eyes as if she was watching herself fold over another mans small set of feet She fell over the small part of the wide plains farmland where she would touch his arm gracing and bracing her wrapping his eyes, green, hazel, trade the stares for blind sighs for the noise could't object to their silence legs lapping over his lap and she asked that night if the region of wine would resemble the color of her dress The way a woman sees light ahead of the sun ahead of mine Untouched, Feet side by side like November and December; winds flight with the birds flocking to the South Strangers, acquaintances now lovers crashing the candle wax touched nights plan bodies revered by the sunrise as it rose over the oceans cliff. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
A fine poem,beautiful nuances moving through it,the graceful way two people touch and the interactions perfomed within their immediate settings. Enjoyed reading this it moves within the mind like sunshine bathing it with a relaxing balm. Thank you. GR |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
GR- Happy you were so moved by the piece. I always take great pride in trying to describe two souls, alas, I'm still searching for those right string of words. Hope you're well. Cheers Tomer |
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