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Strands of Years






You come to me naked like a flower
and I breathe my wind upon you
until you blossom to me.

I do not think when I act this way.
With you everything is instinctual
I want to give, but I receive instead.

My breath is dancing across ice.
We come into each other.
Every star I see in the night sky
twinkles brighter and alive
because of you.

My fingers run through the strands of years.
Memories flash photos of joy and laughter
and all of our precious tears.

The years have made so little difference.
Love has always found a way to bloom.
We give ourselves without thought.
We lose ourselves without control.

The doves soar over singing our song.






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  • Beautiful-N-Broken gold member
    March 20
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    Great write! Thanks for the entry!


  • Paloszoo gold member
    December 5, 2008

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    Wow, if I had just an inkling of this it would keep me going. How utterly romantic. I read it a few times just to get a few more sighs out of myself. I love it. Thanks so much for being there for me. I truly appreciate your effort and time!


  • Dalaney gold member
    November 21, 2008

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    i raise my glass to one of the most
    romantic poets on the site! Beautiful
    words and thought have been sewn
    together here....Love, Lane


  • Amera gold member
    November 21, 2008

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    mmmmm..... this is beautiful!
    Along with the Doves, I am singing our love song
    Thoughts of you keep me strong

    Love,
    Amera♥


  • JinSays gold member
    November 20, 2008
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    The years have made so little difference.
    Love has always found a way to bloom.
    We give ourselves without thought.
    We lose ourselves without control.

    Okay, I want some of this. Where is it? I have looked and I have seen snippets, but nothing that'll stick. . .I am impressed with work, and I wish you the best in this contest.
    Love,
    jin


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    November 20, 2008

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    this is golden my friend i liked this poem, the images and the whole feel of it, was nice, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest

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