A chapter unfolds
To a place I've known
That's ethier firey hot
Or bitter cold.
Another young lass
Who I could not pass
Has caught my eye.
Oh the eyes and hearts longing
Can play such a sweet song
To a proclaimed forgotten man.
Ditties of lost loves
Are replaced with sticky sweet dreams
Strolls in the park
And overwhelming beginings
Fear has its on paragraph
On every page.
This chapter will unfold
To a place I've known
That's ethier firey hot
Or bitter cold.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Chapters Unfold
Posted by Carlus Wilmot at 9:21 PM
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2 comments:
sigh. still love this one.
yes, sigh and deeply. Your thoughts provoke such longing, flow, pen and imagination. Wonder to know..who you are.
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