Always standing at the edge of clouds...Hidden face covered in shrouds...voices lilt in the breeze... Brazen memories tease...Hollow echos from the heart sound...Lost love am bound...Watefall eyes decent ... solicit for paradises return ...No rest from awaited yearn... Eternities griping burn...My love , standing at the edge...
A contest entry
- Cocoons & Rebirth A Poetic Challenge by BluesMan.
3500 points, ended June 13, 2008, 16 entries
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So sad Thank you for entering my contest



