There’s no time
for sleep to fall
just not enough reserved
to call our own as the
hours pass by like minutes
and minutes turn to seconds
entangled in the warmth
this rapture must go on
or there’ll be no invitation
for the morning bird’s song
delight in the rapture
this euphoria we’ve made
all mine and yours
and suddenly . . .
Serenity
is given a new name
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Reviewed by Patrick Cassidy (Reader)
Reviewed on December 8, 2002
Beautiful piece. The ending was superb.
Reviewed by Angela Velez (Reader)
Reviewed on December 8, 2002
this is great i loved it
beautiful!
Reviewed by Drkman (Reader)
Reviewed on December 7, 2002
Very soft and pretty write. enjoyed it alot. Thanx for your review of my work. Drkman
"Serenity" is indeed raptureous! Awesome piece! I wanted to say Thanks for your kind review also and Terlingua has a poem in it most definately. ;-) Peace-CJ
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beautiful!
Thanks for reading my work and commenting :) :)
Love from India - Joel -
Thanks for sharing it.
Trixie :)
Amor