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but what of the heart?
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but what of the heart? |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia 
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Sips of wine soothe dry parched tongue and throat. But what of the heart? What refreshment slides over the rough raw edges left by that last look, the one thrown over your left shoulder as you walked away in disgust, leaving my mind unsettled in the dust, wondering why I never had the right answer, the one that would bring a smile back to your lips. Each day the sun grew hotter around you, ‘till you burst into flames and smoke, and there was nothing left for me to hold onto, not even the usual ashes of love, which some call memories. Nothing. While picking myself up from the dusty trail, I noticed a small burnt hole in the ground and wondered, is that where you live, too? |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
ah.. richer in emotion and in honesty to what lies underneath the words I think... Nicely written K nicely done.. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL, just lettin some words burn through. Thanks, mentor. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
You certainly picked a good one for a mentor. And this piece, laden with metaphors is excellent! Now, back to that jacket you mentioned.... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL, thanks Barry. It's the one with burgundy wine colored satin outlined with beige lace, and kid glove supple leather. Form fitting. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
YES!!! I was thinking on this earlier, that depression is just a thirsty heart. You understand things, Kace.  |
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