Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful. Drew Barrymore
Did The Wind Rape The Ocean
Where does love go, when its withdrawn Does it hover in darkness....awaiting the dawn By grey mist of whispers, fading thru clouds Does it echo in heaven, as a prayer......as a vow
Where are the traces that once laced two souls Did they freeze in the climax, by which love took hold Was the reaching too far, was the summit too high Did the wind rape the ocean.....blowing it dry
Where is the grave, where endearments may sleep Where tears can be shed....where mourner may weep Can hearts hold embraces.......if no arms there Where does love go......does it vanish..... in air
Good questions in this great poem, Anita! Well done!
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on April 29, 2004
Anita, Did The Wind Rape The Ocean 04-29-04
What a powerful write you have here. This is absolutely breathtaking. Awesome. Bravo!!! Beautiful lines. Have an easy day. Jesus what a write, truly enjoyed it!!!
Where are the traces that once laced two souls
Did they freeze in the climax, by which love took hold
Was the reaching too far, was the summit too high
Did the wind rape the ocean.....blowing it dry
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What a powerful write you have here. This is absolutely breathtaking. Awesome. Bravo!!! Beautiful lines. Have an easy day. Jesus what a write, truly enjoyed it!!!
Where are the traces that once laced two souls
Did they freeze in the climax, by which love took hold
Was the reaching too far, was the summit too high
Did the wind rape the ocean.....blowing it dry
Best of luck to you and yours,
Thomas
Jack
Like the pic....ain't those clouds......wink!!
Love Tinka
help me spring the well to some of my grief -- incredible!
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