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nakdthoughts
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Between the Lines

0 posted 2001-03-06 07:30 AM



Tonight, Cascading

As warmth overflows
and the storm rages on,
here in my empty bed,
pillowed tightly
are my thoughts of you.
In a world of real
when sight and sound and touch
are a passions delight,
I bathe in the darkness
of loving you.
Unfolding are my dreams
as they open to a world
surrounded in beauty,
like that found on a summers day.
And I am transformed,
heartbound on a journey,
replaying those memories
of then.

Cascading, they touch me,
as your lips gently pressed their want
and drew my own in hold.
Rushing in behind
are the whispered memories,
the teasing, soft laughing and smiles
of childlike innocence,
enjoying the view before each.
Everything harvested, protected
from the harshness of Winter
shall emerge born of love
and come the dawning of Spring
we shall share again
in the soft sighs
of the awakening.

~Wynter


"The worst prison would be a closed heart".
...Pope John Paul II



© Copyright 2001 Wynter Bliss - All Rights Reserved
ethome
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since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
1 posted 2001-03-06 08:04 AM


Love the comparison here Wynter......the loneliness is covered by a blanket of dreams from the past...happy loving times that are still special in memory (as you mention they become so real).....dreaming about them and using the Spring as an illustration is wonderful smooth flowing writing.....and...you sure can write soft flowing smooth poetry with the very best of them.....

The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges.

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29
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Between the Lines
2 posted 2001-03-06 08:09 AM


darn it E..you can bring tears to my eyes without even trying......huggzzzzz

~Wynter


"The worst prison would be a closed heart".
...Pope John Paul II



Irish Rose
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since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263

3 posted 2001-03-06 09:37 AM


My pillow is sometimes my best friend

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee


JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
4 posted 2001-03-06 04:04 PM


Very nice Wynter...James
Wilfred Yeats
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since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704
Wilmington, Delaware
5 posted 2001-03-06 05:10 PM


as soon as I finish typing this reply -
you know what I will do:
head for the bed -
grab that cozy comforter-
wrap my arms around the pillow -
and dream a most extravagant fantasy
This is wonderful Wynter

Brian Beaudry
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since 2001-03-03
Posts 57
Northern Ontario Canada
6 posted 2001-03-06 05:19 PM


Ahh Wynter, a double header, two outstanding poems paying tribute to pure love, something that is sorely lacking in the world today.Fantastic reads both!!
Brian

Sunshine
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Listening to every heart
7 posted 2001-03-06 05:34 PM


..."and I am transformed..."

a wonderful read!

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29
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Between the Lines
8 posted 2001-03-07 02:38 PM


Kathleen
I know the feeling huggzz

James
thank you

Bill
smiling st the thought of being comforted

Brian
thank you and Welcome to passions

Sunshine
glad you were able to enjoy my words

~Wynter


"The worst prison would be a closed heart".
...Pope John Paul II



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