Open Poetry #46 |
face along the arch |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I fought the chance to be outside my dreams outside the realm of fantasy in-between the drapes and windows I waited for my chance to rinse my hair of its curls guided my eyes to a point Where I could catch my lies and turn them to truths turn them like a soft melody marinating the night Until the white arches shadowed my body, foot to pavement With my neck softly lowering, head steadily rising, I could see my face next to the nectar of the wind Hovering over the skyline, watching above the arches of the city. |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Interesting and appreciated. Took me a few readings, but then I am slow, slow, fast on that sometimes. Careful doing those dark climbs, if you please. |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Easy. I'll be mindful of your advice. Take care Cheers Tomer |
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