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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
The tears have long ago frozen And lay shattered in shards of bleeding thoughts My feelings for you have become petrified in the stone of my heart The mirrors within have clouded your reflection into obscurity Pictures have been put aside in dust Others have been shredded to the winds of time Along with the music that your words used to carry That used to hypnotize me back into your arms In an error I receive the message that you had been hurt That your vulnerability was not impregnable My curiosity got the best of me on your new found weakness So I secretly questioned your latest conquest Assured the end was not at hand you fade back into the reflections As a thought followed you of what they had told you Of the deep hurt buried in the past recollections Of dusty pictures creating pain in their petrified heart How do you figure that two who care so much about each other Have to fade away from each other sight In order to live in the light of other peoples love And to acknowledge each other only in the pain of one of them And will never unite again in the sanity of time Until the rose will claim the coffin of one And the word will follow through I still love you darling take care Quote: In my imperfections I become more human throughout time and become vulnerable to self doubt. It is only when writing that the security returns in the comfort within me reclaiming its warmth. D.Lester Email me if you want a critique on or off line at [email protected] I write so much that I may seem to be inconsiderate of others; I do apologize for my flaws. D.Lester Young (02/25/02) Tuscaloosa, AL Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry) www.authorsden.com/visit/...horID=5012 [This message has been edited by D.Lester Young (02-25-2002 01:38 AM).] |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
The most profound part of this incredible write is that you express a love that will never die, yet can never live. I, too, have known a love like this. He is my favorite memory, favorite mentor and beloved friend... 'nuf said...like the piece and will keep it in the library. |
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