Open Poetry #40 |
Epilogue |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Tell me stories Of when you were young And I’ll see you then When we’re alone And though no brew Can match a wine A vintage year From it’s mother vine Yet armed with visions In my head I’ll raise such images From the dead That you will wonder What year instead We first met In a torrid bed . . . Embracing such desires . |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
ummm...thank you.... lovely memories, this. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
oh yes John, wonderful! RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
love the awareness you broke open, the power and the promise... |
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