To: Soaring Feather
Well let's see what she's fumbling around with:
Lazy Weekend
The sun slides in through the window
And dances across her clothes on the floor
The wind touches the window, nudges the door
sweeps the Autumn leaves over the backyard fence
the fire crackles, the meal stews
stretching seems a burden, rolling over a chore
holding hands so warm and soft
I won't let go if you don't
time stands still, perhaps it was never there
just this moment, is all we'll ever need
starbase 11.26.06
934 posted on
11/25/2006 4:36:01 PM PST by
starbase
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To: starbase
Oooooo, very good. Good imagery at work there. ;)
To: starbase; WayzataJOHNN
Seeing Her Smile In Darkness
Walking on the beach
soft breezes blowing
her hair brushes my cheek
I smell the sweetness of her
as the wind playes tag with her clothes.
Brilliant sunset, lavender skies
the whisper of night creatues
a walk along a star studded beach
holding her hand,
seeing her smile in darkness
and listening to the beat of our hearts
treasures in the sand.
Soaring Feather
11.25.06
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