Open Poetry #47 |
laurels place in time |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I loved her the way rain seemed to turn a tide when april came and our hands were enamored with the softness of each others fingers We met at laurel canyon where the road hitched up to the top of the land where sand gave a kiss to the bottom of the well The sun shaped its figure that day for us as a thread of hair quickly became a bouquet lavished upon my lap One lie tied between two secrets became a love learned that day a quiet neck, on my right breast |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, Tomer...not what I expected by the title, but beautiful in its own right. Good job! |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Sunshine...happy you enjoyed. Cheers |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
This is absolutely beautiful. I am in love with the opening stanza. "A quiet neck" ... very nice. |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
OMG! breathtaking! Love is the life of the soul... |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Tracie...hope you're well Cheers |
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