Open Poetry #24 |
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My love.... |
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iMMuNe Junior Member
since 2002-07-23
Posts 49Maine, USA |
A hand lifts down to pick me up As I try to find the hand, I look up. As I look up the sun glares down, Suddenly the person takes away my frown, Glorious as always I look upon her face, Heart already pounding, it started to race. For she was Sarah, Her I knew, Surely either her or I, Did not know what to do. As the wind bristles, Her bangs revealed her gorgeous face. Suddenly I woke up, From this mysterious place, Than I asked myself, How true could it be? For than I knew, That she was the love, For me. |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
A nice way to be lifted up off the cold ground. ![]() |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Dreams can be so revealing. Good for you and for Sarah. Pat ![]() ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Love this...James |
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