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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
When the breaths come short and a thin veil rents, when the pearl shines close to the light and all faces appear before you. When the bell chimes, and ribbons braid in a cradle to take you home, slowly...and you gasp. If the love you have given me is bejeweled as I believe it was then all I ask is that it be my name and only my name upon your lips when last you speak. My perception of truth will somehow never quite be the same..and so I write. [This message has been edited by Irish Rose (01-03-2002 10:49 PM).] |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Sad, yet comforting, to the inevitable end. I enjoyed the read. Melton |
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DJLI Member
since 2000-06-21
Posts 237TN, USA |
Quite a bit of pain and longing in this piece. Wonderfully written. life is like a road: full of pot holes and dead ends. |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
ah, yes...I enjoyed the thought behind this one. -wordancer |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Thank you for your kind replies Kathleen-- |
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