Open Poetry #23 |
Ethereal Dreams |
kellinjar Junior Member
since 2002-05-19
Posts 40New Brunswick, Canada |
staring silently into oblivion, darkness a quiet whisper, hoping for the sweet caress a touch, a feeling of gentle hope quiet, in the blackness I grope a swallow, it sounds as though a thunder crash a feeling adrift, left to burn to ash you're gone, the touch withdrawn left now, to only hope for the dawn a touch, remembered as bliss the gentle feeling, to reminisce sitting now, my back against nothingness wishing silently once again for your sweet caress |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Sounds like a sweet dream to come true. I enjoyed this. Welcome to our Passions home, enjoy your time here. |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
Enjoyed! "I am a sky where spirits live. |
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Radrook Senior Member
since 2002-08-09
Posts 648 |
Wow! |
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