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Jun 22, 2009
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these days
What sweet torment these days have been,
not keen and etched sharp
or acid washed
as of bereavement,
this is soft.
Like the scent of you
swirling from a room
as you walk out,
leaving me the taste,
your exit,
and the movement of your dress.
Focused, re-aligned and realized,
there has never really been a choice
but this,
to spend my days
with you, anam cara.
not keen and etched sharp
or acid washed
as of bereavement,
this is soft.
Like the scent of you
swirling from a room
as you walk out,
leaving me the taste,
your exit,
and the movement of your dress.
Focused, re-aligned and realized,
there has never really been a choice
but this,
to spend my days
with you, anam cara.
Comments
Miss Vivian
16 years 10 months ago
Soul Friend
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
cheers Vivian
orgami
16 years 10 months ago
want to say reminds me of..(personal poet from past)
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
Hey O
bjp
16 years 10 months ago
Dear Craig,
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
Dear Brian,
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
Hey Kelsey
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
thank you so much
Giuliana Isabella
16 years 10 months ago
Exquisitley worded and
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
It's a pleasure...
bjp
16 years 10 months ago
Dear Craig,
Craig Norris
16 years 10 months ago
Dear Brian