Open Poetry #1 |
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Micah New Member
since 1999-07-10
Posts 9Gainesville, TX U.S. |
My thoughts are perceived through eyes that know not my existance. Although she is crafty to presume that I am simple, little does she know the complexity that I share in deep feelings of passion only for her.. Our vintage strides we take each day hold all the worth in the world to me yet I am invisible to her.. Her radiant hair, her simple laugh if only there to cause a subtle hint of what she's hidding most.. The way she walks bring only the still pleasure that make statues jealous.. That smell... It is like a cool breeze atop a distant ocean.. The breeze caries with it many scents of which are gathered into one.. These scents constitue many, but together they are like perfection Perfection that I adore..... ------------------ Micah Senter |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
This is lovely, Micah! I hope you've shown her this poem! |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Yes, I agree with Miss DeVine. I sure hope you've shown this to her. It is excellent! ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "It's a crazy thing, fate has perfect wings..."-Deanna Carter |
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