Soft moss swims in sunlight Glistening like a shiny diamond Upon her finger it strikes Like a knife within his heart It shatters his soul From moonlight’s wings Its essence soon burns Yearning for release He runs Upon the soft moss Bathed in sunlight He finds relief
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BEAUTIFUL, Pamela!
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Such a wonderful poet you are!
Love the image. It goes so well with your words.
Have a great Saturday, my friend!
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Ron, thank you! I've never had any "formal" poetry training so just write what I feel.
DeleteWritten on Saturday, January 14, 2012 9:23 AM
ReplyDeletePretty! (Geesh, I'm effin' eloquent huh?)
Grammy, no,"pretty" sums it up well!
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