Vibrant reds, oranges, yellows
drift through my spirit,
to touch down gently
in brown remnants
of my tomorrows.
A rich tapestry of memories
are encased in
my treasure chest
of yesteryear.
Gently brushing away the dust
from this locked chamber,
I open the past,
to view
a kaleidescope of
dreams and ambitions.
A love of everlasting passion,
now gone,
as I ache for your touch.
I recall visions
of a life in sychronisation,
now lost until eternity.
As my tears wash away
the dust from my dreams,
I lock my heart
into that trunk,
until we meet again.
As my winter approaches
and the brown leaves accumulate,
I am at peace,
as I await our union
in paradise.
A contest entry
- Untouchable~ by Malabu.
525 points, ended June 11, 2007, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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Congratulations
I am so pleased to see a wonderful trophy on this piece. Well done. ~Pamela
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What comes to my mind
seasons of love....forever being locked away....thus shall you never look upon them the same...and years will pass.....til the nevermore once again...brings to life a love faded upon broken dreams of yesterday...
wonderful write
mal
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Excellent
Oh my the descriptions. So intense and vivid. Good luck in the contest.
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