Open Poetry #22 |
The Smallest, and After The Smallest |
WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Save me the smallest portion of your forgiveness, it will be enough to cover all my sins. And after the smallest. Now spread out the canopy. Let me sit beneath in shade of leaf, separated from the scorch of heat. Warm only unto comfort and let me forget the need of this. WhiteRose |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Oh Anne, I love the feel of this, sometimes we just need little of it so there can be much leftover, this is wonderfully touching, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Anne, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I like it Cold hands means a warm heart |
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