Open Poetry #40 |
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Where Has She Gone? |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA ![]() |
Where the sweet maiden of courting? Where the wild firebird of youth? Vanished and flown - as a wild dove. Far gone, alas, and forsooth! Where the great ache and the longing? Fulfilled... but too swiftly forgot. And now in its stead- the celibate's bed, while the fever burns slowly... but hot. |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Sorry, but I couldn't resist thinking how different this would be if the last two words were .....on pot! Have Fun, Ivor The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"And now in its stead- the celibate's bed, while the fever burns slowly... but hot." ~ Sounds to me that that maiden is missin' out on a lotta burnin' burnin' love! lol ![]() Linda |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
Ivor lol i see your point Earth Angel I am still very young and have much love to give (; |
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