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rambling_words
Junior Member

since 2003-10-29

Posts 44
London, Ontario, Canada

0 posted 2003-10-30 11:47 AM

Delicate lips the colour of wild orchids close on my tongue
Soft and wet kisses linger like the dew of this early London morning
White cotton sheets drowned under the sweat of a hot August evening
Ghost smoke from burned out candles hangs on the ceiling
Drops of red wine fill the bottom of crystal glasses
A dozen red roses lie asleep in a vase of Chinese characters
Another world of trinkets waits outside the confines of this bed
Her body breathes up and down like the waves of the English Channel
Crashing her nakedness over my body
Awakening every nerve end that forever seemed dead
In the still of the early morning, the clock chimes its hours by
Rusted hands pass the floors of this old mansion
History buried in the dirt of the back yard
Ancient ancestors framed in wooden pictures
Black and white, blue and green, the color of her eyes
As she sees the day for the first time
In the reflection of my vision, hope seems more than a prayer away
It is found in the touch of a lover, that no words spoken or written
Could ever come close to attaining.

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

1 posted 2003-10-30 11:52 AM

quote:
As she sees the day for the first time
In the reflection of my vision, hope seems more than a prayer away

Absolutely beautiful! And by the way, welcome to Passions I must have missed your first posting.

Try to make time to listen to
someone who talks from their heart.

Carpe' Diem

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

2 posted 2003-10-30 11:56 AM

White cotton sheets drowned under the sweat of a hot August evening
Ghost smoke from burned out candles hangs on the ceiling
Drops of red wine fill the bottom of crystal glasses
A dozen red roses lie asleep in a vase of Chinese characters

~*~

You've brought me to that room. Enjoyed this. I think I'm going to enjoy all of your works.

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

3 posted 2003-10-30 11:58 AM

rambling,
I'll take a little of that rambling anytime. Enjoyed

SharaRose
Member Elite

since 2003-07-19

Posts 2501
Somewhere out there~

4 posted 2003-10-30 12:05 PM

In the reflection of my vision, hope seems more than a prayer away
It is found in the touch of a lover, that no words spoken or written
Could ever come close to attaining.

Tears...:'(

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

5 posted 2003-10-30 01:12 PM

Rambling words....a very beautiful scene you've written, thank you for sharing such a special and intimate moment.

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