Open Poetry #23 |
an invitation |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
come with me we walk in the rain and try not to slip on aged bricks worn dangerously slick finding haven in a dark bistro and listen to hot jazz of total decadence touch the fingers of the ghosts the presence of those who hid so well here before us... exiled into the future of the past. breathe of me deeply and let me fill you until...you...burst. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
*inhaling* |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
JanetMarie...that's probably one of the most unique one word comments I have seen in a long time... Serenity...I think the P.M.'s wore off....because this certainly wasn't written in a fog... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
oooh...Kari? the quarter? is even better in the fog...mmmmm...so gothic... oooh..WRITE THAT ONE FOR ME. and kisses to m'twin! thanks you two! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"breathe of me deeply and let me fill you until...you...burst." WOW!! Amazing YOU! ~Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Excellent images. ThisDiamond |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Sex by sweating trumpet? Jazz is coo. |
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