Open Poetry #6 |
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A Kiss |
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star83 Junior Member
since 2000-02-27
Posts 26SD |
Your lips-- 'Tis sweeter than wine; with kisses adorned thee, Forsooth thy blessed of love's ephemeral taste. Oh, save the day heretofore whence I shall receive-- kisses from thou, With inexplicable passion shall bring thee-- Bring again, bring again! "True love is like a ghost; everybody talks about it but few have seen it." La Rochefoucauld |
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Astraea Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 378California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now |
Sounds like something out of Shakespear, somehow. Short, not-that-simple, but written beautiful. And it has such a nice point. We always just want more kisses... ~Astraea "Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness." "Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things." |
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