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small diamond coast |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The Casper wind, massaged each street like the depths of the west and parallel streets, once they met. The sailors showered the streets, with their white uniforms lighting the thick of the night, their tired eyes fixated on the beer signs along the musky streets. The cafe' sat on the corner its plush blue wallpaper, much like a virgin island, isolated away from the noise, as the calming music played - sangria lined another glass To the patrons rejoicing about another tale of adventure and gossip, of the sudden lucidity of their dreams along the cache of smiles that surrounded the whispering tables The sudden breeze tangled the hours together Like the bread crumbs that gathered Outside the cafe's two front doors. The bourbon smell grew stronger, cheers and jeers grew louder along the coast of the nights back where the hours stopped moving as the sunrise took a step back, so the town could stay awake for one more hour. [This message has been edited by Tomer (07-30-2010 08:31 AM).] |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
you have quite a voice Tomer really enjoyed this |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
appreciate the comments. Take care Tomer [This message has been edited by Tomer (08-02-2010 10:05 PM).] |
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