| Open Poetry #22 |
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Dark Dreaming |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
Dark Dreaming rusted words, stained pages, dust of the sin, all that remains of then on this night without breath a devil's eyes betray his smiles, as he follows me into the dark dreaming wake me at midnight's chiming I want to breathe the perfect rhyming of two it is that breath of purest love, I've never known |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Sad and frail, our search for the grail. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sandpiper If you touch the water of reflection it circles to eternity, enjoyed. |
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Janette
since 2001-07-20
Posts 2843Chicagoland for now |
"wake me" Oh yes, indeed....one would NOT wish to miss...a thing! Loved this piece of work! |
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