| Open Poetry #39 |
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Paper Cranes |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada
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the warmth in each footstep touching pavement touching temptation to run with no name and no birth I am forever and nothing if only life could be a sensation a moment caressed and changed with voices nothing but constant contact between words letting the distance fall between unknowns to create a spark burning the clothes that keep us focusing on single breaths single thoughts single movements with no past a funeral for smoke and mirrors an autumn of emotions colours that blind colours that bind bodies through air souls through explosions life shaped into a paper crane made to fly |
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Kaoru![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
if only life could be a sensation a moment caressed and changed with voices nothing but constant contact between words letting the distance fall between unknowns to create a spark burning the clothes that keep us Beautiful writing, you wrapped it all so perfectly. ![]() |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I came because of your title--I have a thing for paper cranes... I'm so glad I did too. I very much enjoyed the read. I'll be around more often, for sure. ![]() |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
dang! awesome work! |
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