Open Poetry #12 |
Him again and again |
walker Member Elite
since 2001-02-11
Posts 2240Florida |
In darkness, he crept in to my soul. His sweat, made me give it all. His breath, stole all my senses. His weight, captured my spirit. His wind, disrupted my heart. Sweeping me, back to him, again and again. A quarter of a century must pass, for the writer to understand what and why he writes. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Walker--You have described well how one person can become so important to another...I think the start of love is often like this. Well done! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
oh yeah. I do know this feeling--while reading I was struck how this could also be taken spiritually...I enjoyed. Thank you. |
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