Open Poetry #28 |
the third time |
Crimson Moon Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 52NY, USA |
for the third time i cry myself almost asleep for the third time i pour for you my soul for the third time i feel you hold me tight for the third time i bolt from my bedroom for the third time i search for you here for the third time i try desperately to remember you A secret place high atop the forest hills and valleys touched by all you have been and content to be all that you are. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
ouch hugs sis |
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Crimson Moon Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 52NY, USA |
triple ouch.. it still hurts but i heal always... |
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lilkittywoundering New Member
since 2003-03-24
Posts 3SF,SD |
very beautiful poem |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
If you want to know how this poem connects with me, don't look here....look at the time stamp on this response....that translates to 03:28 in my time zone.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ [This message has been edited by Ratleader (08-14-2003 06:29 AM).] |
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Crimson Moon Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 52NY, USA |
Thank you everyone. It helps that I'm not alone somedays. Yes, Ratleader I understand perfectly. Hugs, Noel A secret place high atop the forest hills and valleys touched by all you have been and content to be all that you are. |
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