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Porcelain

My eyes look up
And see the colors change
And thoughts make me wonder
Are we ever the same?

My ears pick up
The rustle of every leaf
And your every word
Fills me with disbelief

The air chills me
And my porcelain skin
And thoughts of you
Are felt within

The crisp smell
Of every autumn morn'
Seems to remind me
That my heart is worn

The feeling of endless paths
Running beneath my feet
Keeps the thoughts of something
Going on repeat

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  • Black-Fang
    February 5

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    this is beautiful, and i love the title

    thanks for entering


  • jasminerose
    October 8, 2008

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    Yes, I know this repeat you speak of dearly my friend
    Beautiful imagery as this poem touches deep within my heart. Another gorgeous piece you have penned Sam!
    Linda