Open Poetry #48 |
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across the naked floor |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Her soft, linen lips were a square inch away from the shallow, posh land that shied itself away from from the sunrise Cavalier, she walked around her apartment with the crass of her legs perched up upon her coffee table Her legs so long the shadows below them reached the front door She read her lips a story of how the gust of wind seemed to carry through her loft like a small gust that teetered on the edge She had those eyes that had a pleasant scent with their stare that faded for the channels wept under the French rails of the cities broken heart A cities listless soul became apart of her quiet stroll |
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niteismyday Junior Member
since 2012-06-19
Posts 35 |
This is a very nice little poem you have written. It was very enjoyable to read. Great work! |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Nite- Appreciate the kind words...happy you enjoyed. Cheers Tomer |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A pleasure to read...when I read History books that are well written its like I'm almost there, this gives me those feelings...James |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
James- Appreciate the strong comments..means a lot. Happy you enjoyed. Cheers Tomer |
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