I had to suffer a little- to see His face
He appeared one morning when the sun rose
and streamed between the blinds
I was asleep when I heard His step on the porch
what I heard?- I'm sure I wanted to hear
although I could not mistake a sound
It was in my head- the last thing.
I remember the sunlight
like a rivulet streaming
I could not feel it-
my eyes had been blinded
and my doubt was gone
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I wrote this last night.
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well done again! (and sorry!)
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"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
J. Keats
Poems can be about anything to anyone. Thats the joy of art.
No worries,
LaMer x
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Buttons are cute.
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"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
J. Keats
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Buttons are cute.
--
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
J. Keats
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Buttons are cute.
attracted by this, LaMer.
of what i've read of yours
these few months, this is
to me, your absulute best.
pip
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when a man refers to the woman,
[who chose him], as his better half,
for once, he tells the truth. - llp - nov'09
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