Open Poetry #32 |
Taking Inventory |
Crimson Moon Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 52NY, USA |
Twelve hours sorting Counting and lifting freight Almost done finally Then more work appears Where was everyone else My eyes were closed Trying just to breathe Hands warm and strong Melting knots in shoulders Gone tense and raw I wanted to step back Into your strength Let the world fade away Inventory be damned That scared me I knew it then Feel of dangerous waters Trust had been granted Blinding sun lost To twinkling starlight It was so much easier Not to trust |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Crimson Moon A thinking desert, enjoyed. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
most of the time, it is love you sis |
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