Open Poetry #41 |
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Morning Beauty |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
And she shared My lips. Borrowed them, To see the quick Peace that would release From the red hint of my Softened grip. She shared my feet, My left waits, As the right Rained underneath her Five handed Monet. She tears With each white sheet That grazes the suns wake. She tears on the sheets, Their white paste Switches traits, They lye with a reflection, Of a rose’s envy. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
Beautiful truly enjoyed |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Thank you for sharing this "Morning Beauty". I especially enjoyed your closing lines. ![]() EA |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"And she shared My lips." this is a lovely poem |
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