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Night Sweat
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Night Sweat |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
The wick, in passive flame, gasps burn My breath drawn thinner, sighs deep Strands gnarled in ivy cling, creeping to be quenched My throat is dry for spring has parched in draught And brilliance fades, a mediocre night For I have missed you, un-descript and completely There is no wound, no blood…no pulse And I have come to you in silence many times This thirst makes hard a breezy indifference For each time I awaken you, briefly to remember I am soaked again Copyright Kkh 7/26/03 |
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SharaRose Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2501Somewhere out there~ |
Very intense to be wakened from a sleep. Wow. SharaRose @-->-- Of sound, and speech let all lift the hearer! |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
ThisDiamond - what a great write you have done. I like this one very much... BC |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
"The wick, in passive flame, gasps burn My breath drawn thinner, sighs deep Strands gnarled in ivy cling, creeping to be quenched" I absolutely LOVE those lines. This is a gorgeous write, Kathleen. Wonderfully done.  Hugs, ~Vicky "My friends are my estate." |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I read this twice and realized I know this well stunning write! |
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