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Object of his Affection
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Object of his Affection |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
The bird cage has been empty For longer than she remembers Dusty curtains shield a dark room From sunshine invasion Remnants of perfumed dances And forbidden kisses Tongues touching, wet lips Flits through her mind as she rocks Parchment fingers touch lank strands Watery blue eyes close Never to see dusty, faded fans Tacked to cracked walls Never to smell particles of memories Wafting from broken scrapbooks Never to remember lonely days Married to empty nights Heaven is the oasis of her longings Again, she is the object of his affection aziza |
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Refugee Member
since 2006-08-04
Posts 97 |
Bump Because I think this poem, every single line, is excellent. And if I could write like this... |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
You make my day smile. Thank you. Alison |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
bump again because I agree it's excellent and I enjoyed it... |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
This was a picture to be admired and treasured, a hanging memory of passion and days of yesterday. Youth time was way ago and many dreams hide in dark places and today you brought many back. Enjoyed the read Alison, thank you for sharing. Sincerely Rick |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
now I know I read this before... someone stole my reply!! Nicely done, once again! |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
Bump. Exquisite. Sandra |
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