Open Poetry #48 |
Undesired Love |
ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
Clouds sail by like boats, being shaped by the winds with the shades of the sun and it's shadows. In time I walk within bright colors while dust darkens my perception. Rays of sun kiss me with love knowing that I shall burn just like a moth near a flame. I hide beneath a shaded tree, giving me rest if only for the moments before I'm found and ambushed of his heated affection. Well at least till the clouds become as foam from the tides washing away such warmth that I desire not. |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
I would hope that your life turns to desired love...I feel pain here...*HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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