hold me. with horizon arms
my heart is the sun
radiating into your moon,
making it smile.
we ripen in deerskin landscapes
like star shine or pears,
fading and evolving.
Author notes
thirty words.
critque. please?
peace to all ~flight
A contest entry
- 30 words by Melissa Gayle.
500 points, ended June 1, 2008, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
honesty
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Just beautifully penned.
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thank you
peace to all ~flight
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