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mysteriously waiting |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
They watched each other As the ashes fell Between their coffee mugs Her hand slowly on his wrist Hair slightly past her shoulders, Winding down her soft back As if she was underneath a tunnel of water Watching his steady eyes As she sunk further into her seat. He was calm As he played with thoughts of What she looked like behind her black shades; Her mask of security; Even though he would not dare Ruin a gift from fall As the night lowered its eyes Watching them run until Not a soul could be found in sight Between their fury, their passion, With a sheepish smile, she revealed her eyes, To the darkest heaven, To his softened smile, He finally yelled her name. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Very intense and well crafted. Love, Margherita |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
It's a story. I don't understand why he yelled her name. Absolutely delightful. I like your style! |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
enjoyed your poem. yann |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yeah...intense is a good word |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
appreciate the comments, adios Tomer |
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