Stroll The Predawn Lust
i linger in the moonlight
looking for the night
i stroll the predawn lust
i hold on to the plight.
i smell the frozen emotions
that stood the test of time
i get the lingering notion
one could be mine.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (220.127.116.11) -- Sunday, December 31 2006, 04:25 am|
i sooo feel you on this, after a close call , i cain now feel what i hadn't b4, thanx for sharin' such emotions that cain only be felt when you allow things to FLOW from with in with out forcin'..HAPPY 2007..Terrie*
|taboo (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, February 13 2014, 02:07 am|
I to smell the emotions leftover in the night. nice
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