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Donovan Callinan Junior Member
since 2010-08-01
Posts 37Omaha, Nebraska U.S. |
Carolyn Long frustrated from want of gilded words to speak. I scramble and dig about my muddled mind for that perfect phrase, That might sway her heart and scarlet her cheek. A concise confession of how her smile is opiate to my eye’s gaze. A simple turn made to illustrate how she gives color to my life of shaded grays. How maddening be to be me. The wordsmith paralyzed by a parched tongue burned on account of his heart ablaze. So beautiful is this woman analogous with charm, poise and esprit. Truly what man could be prepared for a muse such as she? “Not I” think I. Yet I must endeavor so that my joys might increase by infinite degree. All I can be is blunt now with nil axioms to say and nerves gone awry. I say to her the only words I can think. “Can I buy you a drink?” From the Desk of Donovan |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
your set up...and the words crafted to an ending that brings the reader back from musings..to a reality.. enjoyed the read and the use of imagery... I think...w have all been tongue tied and found the words we would want to offer, gone..when overcome with beauty or feelings so deep, thelanguage alone is not enough. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"Long frustrated from want of gilded words to speak." Looks to me that you did pretty well with this write. Good one. JL |
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