Open Poetry #35 |
to ride a breath |
mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
Clear felt from this wishing well, Wednesday afternoon. Before my thoughts could ride a breath. It was my choice- I said........yes. From long ago, but yesterday I need to be this other with me. To bloom and laugh to move across this side I'm in, of time and loss. Call me when your sunset cries when the morning is dark and your feelings, then die. I'll send you another- wishing well. For Yes, and you, who knows this too. that choice to ride a breath, then.............die. If nothing is something |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
Call me when your sunset cries when the morning is dark'''' ~ sunsets seem to cry sometimes..... I came from the mountain |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good write I enjoyed |
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