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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
A little dream
Clouds rolling in softly
Delicately like a purr
Wrapped in warm cotton
Trailing thoughts of a time of tendernessInner eye awakens to a place
Where safety is given
Love is freely accepted
And a genuine smile is cherishedLet me not wake from this
Wanting to hold and be held
In a world of nonreality
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
for the first time
words
sworn
never to be spokens
p
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l
lfrom desperate lips
what loss is there?
compared
to freedom
of hope
l i s t e n i n g…Read More -
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I’ve never tried to trace back how long ago withes emanated from the past. This poem shows the power that one can have when it comes to lust. Something as old as time itself.
Nice one Crimsin, with great picture that conjures up the mystique of the poem.