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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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I dream of the snow on the ground on the desert side of haden there by the ranger lookout long legged birds they stand every few miles of fuzzy tree beach when morning visits on mondays the pine scent is salty thick makes the nose green inside just breathing it with the mind and there are no fires outside but inside a coleman rages pretending to be a hearth and mantle under two point five cups of warm coffee for me and cocoa for you but that will be later on when I find my watch in a backpack treasure chest that we both forgot to see what moment it was then when time stopped and left us here between the limbs of two people trees knowing the smells of the bark the damp people skin kind in shape shift melding rhyme not fighting the fires of our love _________________ Dark |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
not fighting the fires of our love ****************** what quiet rage is this? lovely... **babygirL** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This is decades ago CA memories... a few particularly fine lines, just a dream song never sung... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
 Good good morning... I tried so...to pick one favorite line but couldn't... This one, my friend, brought tears Not sad, but not happy either, just tears Outstanding write! I don't know how you do what you do? But I surely wish I possessed some of that talent...it wouldn't be wise to envy so instead I think, perhaps someday I'll learn...until then, we are blessed with the artistry of you and look forward to the signficance of you....your man perfume, as you would say...soft smiles Hugs Lee J. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms bbg, sloooow hugs lil one and thank you. ________________ ms sun, some mountain day dream and you would be lovely in the dawn, thank to you lady K _______________ ms lee j, mmmmm you are so kind, and I would learn from you those layers of your lady pinatas, all filled with the candy of your mind. Thanks to you lady friend |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
damn sir... I know that stir and the rage underneath.. you wrote it as I have wished to many times... It's deep, old, and something both familiar as well as strange... damn... |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
cpat..thanks for the damn, damn, always a treat to get a cussin..(grin) |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Damn D- Hayden - yes, you paint a lovely picture here - enticing - inviting - color me there   SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms susan..already did..cocoa? by the way...I lost the watch. thanks lady tree |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS I think love may be one of the only things that can stop time. Lovely feeling to this poem enjoyed.  |
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