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This Sweet Spell
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This Sweet Spell |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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easiness, of manner, speak, yawning stretch of slumber reach-- feather touch of hand in trace-- kissing lips, your whiskered face.... damp with welcome morning dew-- I have had the best of you-- still but just a stitch of lace-- tide returning to the beach, from fathoms' heartless beating beat... Oh but to feel those fingers dwell, pardon of the Lover's Hell, or Heaven, pouting, lips in swell, Desire--starved--ground 'tween my teeth-- take you now, what's left of me... pull the rope that rings this bell-- swallow salt, sweet from the sea... Pacify my lips--this dream-- and wake me not, alone in Hell. Keep me now, within your keep, Wake me not from this sweet spell. |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Beautiful. Simply beautiful. |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Good morning lass, How do you come to be flying so high at this hour..? You caught my eye on this one you did. Good work my friend. If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
I loved this Serenity ... full of passion and imagery ... wonderful! Best wishes, /Kit |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
My goodness! That was way too quick! Now, I thank you all, but everybody, please, GO BACK TO BED! (Yawning...stretching...reaching...) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I have had the best of you-- still but just a stitch of lace-- tide returning to the beach, from fathoms' heartless beating beat... Oh but to feel those fingers dwell, pardon of the Lover's Hell, or Heaven, pouting, lips in swell, Desire--starved--ground 'tween my teeth-- take you now, what's left of me... ---------------- "wake me not from this sweet spell" INDEED... girl, this is perfection and enchanting. your writing of late is just awesome and awe inspiring...not that it wasnt before... you've just taken it to the next level. I gotta get me some of that cajun spice... it seems to hold magic poetry powers *smile* later me sweet twin serenity-gator jm It's amazing How you make your face just like a wall How you take your heart and turn it off How I turn my head and you lose it all ... And it's unnerving How one move just puts me by myself There you go just trusting someone else Now I know I put us both through hell ... I'm not sayin That there was nothing wrong I just didn't think you'd ever get tired of me And I'm not sayin We ever had the right to hold on I just didn't wanna let you get away from me. ~MB20~Leave |
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