Open Poetry #34 |
When she feels for me |
Brad_Smith Member
since 2004-01-09
Posts 70Dallas, Texas |
I see her there, still perfectly frozen bathed in blue I've never seen such beauty in the morning sun warm and orange a face a glow tears streaming down her cheek for me I turned and looked away in the hungarian's bunk on the train that day She cried for me and I couldn't look at her angrily |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
oh this tugs on heart strings. Beauty and pain all wrapped up into one. Well done Brad. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
beautiful and sad nicely done |
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