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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I watched you from the riverbank You dance, you flow as the river Jump and float as the clouds You shine as the sun Beautiful as a soft summers morn Your smile summers innocent and pure Yet you aren't Summer Nor the innocence of youth In the winter I see In the cold In the dead months You lie still I watch you once again and I see The frost cold of gold eyes The bitterness of summers smile The icicles on the pretty hands You dance not for summer just to lure into the snow Is it wrong that I feel her summer In the winter that I know That the warmth still beguiles That should you dance by I will throw myself on your Sun And my seasons should end for you. I aint as good as I once was but I'm as good, once, as I ever was. - Toby Keith |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
This is wonderful Walter. I love your word play. Lori  |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Quite intriguing and beautifully written. Margherita |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
fine penning, romantic declaration, enjoyed it have a nice day yann |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
quote: hmmmm..is it, indeed...or is it enough simply to feel... this was lovely, Walter Poe |
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