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Slow Clearing |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Slow Clearing I wonder what you see through your eyes when they rest upon me and what makes you say the things you do and not say others. In my mind I have stored a coloring book of memories, where it is okay to be out of line and where a face can be blue or green and the sky red. I wait for the times when the clouds lose their dark and the brightness of the sun seeks to touch. It is then that I am awakened to senses that are hidden within and am aroused to the desires that come naturally. My words wish to have meaning all their own where others may be enlightened, but the depth of, is received only by those who know. I am the before and the after and the during has seemed to have lost its glow. So I while away the course of each day always wondering what you see through your eyes when they rest upon me. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
really liked this one  |
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sim0riah Member
since 2004-09-07
Posts 253Wyoming USA |
Very Very nice indeed, If he's missing something its a real shame!! sim0riah Only at night you can see the depth of the sun |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thank you both, sometimes thoughts just churn until you write them down...sometimes they work and make sense and others...well  M |
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