Our feet leave memories,
on the ivory snow of love.
Our hands intertwine
as our lips embrace.
The heat from the truth,
melts the path to love.
Lets sit on a bench
create memories to share.
Let the snow of truth
rain down.
Rain down
on me and you.
Author notes
7. http://drkshp.deviantart.com/art/Blinding-III-99701500
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt (20 pictures) by VampyreAnna.
300 points, ended October 21, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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"Lets sit on a bench
create memories to share"
that's a beautiful image. reminded me of a park bench where I sat with a girl I love more than life ( my sister lol) and we sang for hours. she in her perfect voice and me... well don't ask . I'm a horrible singer but I sang shamelessly. because we were, like you say, making memories.
I like the simplicity of your style. there's an innocence that comes through in your work.
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AMAZING!!!!!!! almost cried again but i'm tryna hold my tears back. bravo!!!!! keep it up.
~Dani~
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