| So Tell MeSeptember 12 2005 at 1:45 PM | rusty broadspear (no login)
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| So Tell Me
Intoxicated,
With dreams within your dreams.
Sweet aroma of baking,
Waking with heart aching.
Maybe infatuated.
All is never what it seems.
Besotted,
With thoughts within your days.
Zealously thinking, writing,
Exciting, delighting.
Perhaps my heart is knotted.
Such tricks a love-struck mind plays.
Cooking, gardening, cleaning things,
See through parrots with see through wings.
Purple dresses, Queens and Kings.
Playthings, anythings - Church bell rings.
So flushed,
With prospects of travel.
A union, special bond.
Our future and beyond.
Moments private, eyes locked, hushed.
Smiling. Knots to unravel.
Thus confused,
Old friends aside, I hide.
Need to go behind my mind,
See me, designed, defined.
Love you lots but so bemused.
Signs, in sentences implied.
This message has been edited by WondersmithWest from IP address 68.144.28.13 on Sep 12, 2005 7:22 PM
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| | Author | Reply | Julie
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24.190.200.16 | It seems to me... | September 13 2005, 5:42 AM |
you are an endless fountain of wonderful poetry.
Enjoyed this very much .
Thank you and hope you have a great day , Mr.Rusty.
Take care,
Julie
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| rusty broadspear
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172.216.19.81 | thank you | September 14 2005, 3:45 PM |
Like Alice says - that was a worky one - took some time - not totally inspirational .......... AND Thank you for your comments ...............
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