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Memories at Midnight |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
There you are, again you come into my dreams I thought I'd lost you to all the miles and minutes that lie in between A voice so recognized, with laughter I could never forget As loneliness fades into the emptiness of reality, and its bitter conscience Your memory gathers wind and fly's into the midnight hour, destined for my heart I bask in the essence of the midnight hour, as the grass is filled by the dew I greet the day, with such joyous memories, full of love for sweet golden slumber I walk in the sent of love, as the streets you cover with rose peddles I shall not forsake you in daylight hour, not even in brief You are the midnight Taylor with golden thread building a tapestry, stitching our hearts, and minds All I need to face this cold daylight world are memories of midnight Tori 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If with pen in hand I've made you think I've not wasted one drop of ink vlh. [This message has been edited by tori (edited 08-20-99).] |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
It seems we are having similar thoughts this morning. Excellent work. ------------------ Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings? DreamEvil© |
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Majere Junior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 32 |
Wonderfule use of language - I enjoyed this one. ------------------ Such is the way to immortality ;) |
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