Open Poetry #8 |
the dreams |
jennie may* Member
since 2000-06-17
Posts 122 |
my dreams are thick full of the residue of me and you I can almost touch days gone that come and go come and go in my closed eyes restless dreams kisses that will never be kissed again moments that recreate themselves painfully distorted until I awake tangled in the thorns that come from you the celesial memorial in my heart |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
sadly beautiful sparks memories of my own thankyou Rex}>{{{{o> [This message has been edited by Rex Allen McCoy (edited 07-01-2000).] |
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jennie may* Member
since 2000-06-17
Posts 122 |
thanx, Rex!!! "We have all these galaxies inside of us. And if we don't enter those in art, then I don't understand the point in doing anything."-Sam Shepard |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
Beautiful and sad, Jennie May. Bittersweet.... Well written! Love and hugs, Lizzie "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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