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Comfort Food |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
From the outskirts, reaching through numbing heartache and indecision Stutter steps trip my tongue, at the loosened trestle of the front door Uncertain entrance into my imagination’s lair, or cozy arms to rest Yet the shiver at my back peeks attention, through honesty my only clothes A bowl of greens, woven strength and filling hollows growling out Warmed in smile that seems to melt away of hard and hankered grains A recipe that has creation in its steams, maple in its oatmeal…juicy fruits Dribbled down my neck as I nibble, you fingerpaint the sweet trails Something let delivered into passages on gentle ears and open hearts As uncertainty becomes a simple seasoning in a generous bowl And what has partisan the taste of fascination and promise Forming mustache on my smile and a bow around my quest Copyright Kkh 1/14/04 |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
Me.....chicken wings.....this post... sympatico!!! I feel you,,,, Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"As uncertainty becomes a simple seasoning in a generous bowl" That sentence alone is brilliant!  "sit on top of the world and tell me how you feel...'cause what you feel is what I feel for you.." |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Very interesting read. I'm keeping this one to read when I'm all alone later on. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Nice subtle two minds as one almost food art by the sound of it I liked it Dave |
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