She was very pretty the way her skirt kissed the curves of her youth she flashed me a smile she was very pretty
I awoke surrounded by mountain mist enveloped in a cloudy dreariness what lies beyond I do not care my vision is impaired limited to earthly bounds thunder and crashing echo’s through the valley let the rain pour what lies beyond I do not care limited in scope today I am settled in front of the fire a cup of coffee is my friend today
Earthly attraction with a guilty feeling... then silence (censorship?) and waking up to sadness and loneliness. This is what I feel when I read your poem.
Future sounds impossible, action limited... helpless, but hopefully tomorrow is another day.
You should reved your motor for her, flashed her a smile and taken her for a ride in yore little red car. I am so pleased you are settlin well! SC
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on December 9, 2007
. .. .a pang of wistfulness; a gentle wisp of h.air brushed aside. .little things that remind you of both beauty and time, and how simple and fleeting each is. . ..
and i love the image of warmth and serenity that IS you simply.. .despite the flood of swiftly tilting worlds and spaces and faces and bygones. ..
silent and still and solid, this is. ..
wonderful
ness
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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Future sounds impossible, action limited... helpless, but hopefully tomorrow is another day.
Very effective.
Axilea
Walt
TRASK
Love,
ET
and i love the image of warmth and serenity that IS you simply.. .despite the flood of swiftly tilting worlds and spaces and faces and bygones. ..
silent and still and solid, this is. ..
wonderful
ness
Thanks for sharing!!
Love Tinka