Open Poetry #35 |
Rivulets |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Carried, hurried, falling softly...shimmering....chilling, yet so tasteful upon a tongue, as eyes close... as hands touch and a single drop falls ...binding them... Rivulets flowing, following slender curves, wandering onto a sinewed plain....scurried along by a finger's trace.....in dread of a soft towel.... awaiting the warm and beating glow of earth's sun ...warming them... A morning's dew....fragments of a moment when showers fell, when robins flew.... as hands wrote a window's lullabye.... where rains ran the crease of a soul.... and eyes beheld a vision...thrilling them.. And as the brine awaits upon the water's edge, drops shall fall and mingle.....as hands entwine, as hearts flutter, as chills bring a sigh upon a touch of lips..upon a trace of hips.... In wait again the shower that sings a lover's song ....calling them.... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
sweet |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Barry, I'd say more then sweet. Maybe a howl. LOL |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
This is a beautiful write Barry. believe in what your heart feels... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Magnus~ I quite literally *sighed* my way through this lovely offering~ 'A morning's dew....fragments of a moment when showers fell, when robins flew.... as hands wrote a window's lullabye....' Yeah ... *sighed* *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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