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SystemErroR Junior Member
since 2000-12-03
Posts 13 |
From dusk comes the darkness our playground of dreams... where what is and what isn't is not what it seems The crepe it unfolds rendering colors, unhued... creating distance between lovers creating one heart from two But time has no equal for darkness grows weak with the first shards of light penetrating dawn's early sleep She rises alongside me my lover, my friend... perpetuating the circle of life dusk to dawn, never end |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Wow, I really like this poem, it sent my mind reeling in thought of how each minute of every day encompasses my life, and how much more I need to see. Welcome to Passions, may your stay here with us be delightful ![]() |
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Broken_Winged_Angel Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 994Small Town, Somewhere |
I thought for a moment, that I was opening the same poem that I read earlier.. I'm glad I went ahead and opened this one too.. It rocks. ![]() |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
very well done..excellent read the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
Both of your poems posted here were beautiful, you certainly have a gift of poetic words. |
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