Open Poetry #37 |
Unfound |
CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
I can feel your existence within me I have not seen your face nor touched your skin yet you have always been a part of me hiding within my soul and dancing in my eyes sometimes, I can almost touch you - can feel your breath lingering perhaps I am too late and you had just been there - but only the mocking wind remains... so I confront him face to face - but that impetuous wanderer remains tight-lipped and steals away, nonchalantly typing cryptic clues on the blades of grass... that prankster just to think that is all that stands between you and me CG [This message has been edited by CastleGuard (02-26-2006 12:51 AM).] |
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desert-spike Member
since 2006-02-01
Posts 194TX/USA |
So often true, alas. That was highly visual, well flowing, and awe inspiring, I thought. Nice work. |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
Thank you, desert-spike, for reading and for your words of appreciation. CG |
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