Open Poetry #48 |
october through mojave |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She had her hair into the thighs that use to run under the Forest night falls pleasure between the wind and a current that fell against her satin skin The night - it use to read to her under its clear passage between the moon and its ever-present thoughts of how the sun will rise the morning after She used her legs under a makeshift side of her face that felt the tears roll down her cheeks the bitter ease of a glance down towards the cedar pond For the night and its moon remised under their own thoughts a girl without her eyeshadow under the silver stars stare |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, bud. Appreciate the love. Cheers |
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