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Open Poetry #35

Addictions

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

0 posted 2005-06-17 09:13 AM

Addictions

I await the sun,
its fingers playing softly against my skin
tempting the warmth to rise,
attempting to soothe the worn.

I press and fold my yesterdays,
stacks of memories lost in time
with a tear following my lead
wondering if loneliness is my blessing.

I surrender to the truth
my mind in tease,
lending itself to the moment,
feeling free.

I press on, meandering the future
twisting my dreams
into an infinity of loving,
for I am ...

an addict of the unknown.

M

"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

1 posted 2005-06-17 09:27 AM

bslicker

Member Elite

since 2000-12-04

Posts 2321
state of mind

2 posted 2005-06-17 12:51 PM

me 2!!!!
bernie

A smile a day keeps the world in smile's.
Bernie Slicker

Cloud 9
Senior Member

since 2004-11-05

Posts 980
Ca

3 posted 2005-06-17 12:57 PM

Me three!!!

I am knowing this too well.

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

4 posted 2005-06-17 01:26 PM

MzWynterBliss~

'I press and fold my yesterdays'

I'm just pressing and folding laundry ...
and here you are with stacks and stacks
of beautifully folded words~

ENVY !!!

*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

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