Open Poetry #39 |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I recognize myself in scores of chalkdust and the need for more written in the whimsical I never needed anything and need is something I deplore actuality absorbed like I were a thing ignored in the difference: batting atchoo eyelashes biting at my bottom lip dancing as I was supposed to be a certain kinda chick-- as if it made a difference as if there was an attitude of some suspense in all of this-- as if it was all pure nonsense bobbing like you were the one spinning like a crochet thread you pulled me like a bobbin and I felt my feet lift from the floor beautiful as I ignored the simple silly jealousies of every girl and every boy dancing as I loved you more-- sample simon dancing scored "To Sir" (to sir) with love with love you know that I will love you more forever and today and more dripping down the tear... |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Loved this title by the way to ya lady. This brought back an old ache for me too. bobbing like you were the one spinning like a crochet thread you pulled me like a bobbin and I felt my feet lift from the floor beautiful |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
just wonderful Karen Happy New Year! RDB |
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