| Open Poetry #46 |
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long road |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
At the impasse of our thoughts The long winding road Approached the ski resorts home I found myself touching her white shoulder Breathing winds of our balcony Onto my sheepish mouth, With an ounce of freedom, I sided with her arm, The long winding road, Down a path, we, as lovers, Will never forget. |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Wistfully I applaud... I mean, as one who left her at the day camp duneline, never to return. |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I appreciate the applause, easy. Take care Tomer |
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