Suspended in time
so long ago
are the ifs of
tomorrow
turned today
lost in
ocean and gold
remnants
of the softest
kisses
ended.
Friday, January 21, 2011
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This is poetry about life...our lives...with all of our differences and all of our similarities wrapped up in a big box that contains who we are, what we know and what we do. Please feel free to comment and add poetry of your own.
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intersting
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