Open Poetry #48 |
cobblestone road |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The sky met Gods breath her eyes touched the floor for the decadence of the wall would lose itself to her white dress So she touched the undercut of her belly through the storm of the easy western snow With a wish in the sky she felt the under colors of the black midnight dress of the cobblestone floor where the alcoves met the corners of the land and he could set her eyes alongside her unflinching stare. |
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poetically ghetto Member
since 2004-01-20
Posts 100 |
some deep stuff you wrote here absolutely no critiques are permitted you really created a scene which I could envision not an easy thing to create |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Poetically- I'm happy I could take you there. Thank you for the kind words, happy you enjoyed. Cheers Tomer |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Poetically- I'm happy I could take you there. Thank you for the kind words. Cheers Tomer |
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