In the early morning I spoke
with a bright young lady awhile.
Yet, all too soon, my eyes grew
tired and I had to go’ and then,
I looked forward to dawning and
a few hours to go; and the chance;
to speak, with her again.
Elfin-features, framed by brown hair,
drawn inward toward her face; lips
pursed, as if ready to kiss; my dew baby,
glistening in the early sun.
COMMENTS
Painting pictures in my mind. Beautifully written.
i found this one quite interesting
Listening to UB40 and Mysterious way’s
bizarre guitar is played and he’s ‘sittin
strumming, sounds and pictures for the ear.
Squirrels and Cherries?
..
.. makes you wonder,
if they eat the fruit, to get
to the stone inside..
..doesn't it?
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Sinora
00:13 Jun 01 2008
Sweet.
Darkinfatuation428
20:38 Jun 14 2008
and again we will speak.
RainingLove
18:47 May 06 2010
well done, Sir
she is lucky to have you to speak with