poemranker ::To W by kingit

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Free verse № 77268

To W

Member since 2003 · Posted 7 Dec 2003 · Edited 12 Oct 2009 · 3 comments

Thoughts of you return to me today As I muse on your lost dreams and suffering. But then, again, I cannot think on these Without remembering your love of life. Always in the Fall of the year Your face returns to haunt me My soul reaches out to you, longing- Wondering where you have gone? The purpose of our meeting Does not escape my grasp, For once two souls embrace The world is changed - a different place!

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[n/a] kingit 7-Dec-03/6:17 PM Reply
Thanking you, while I expose my soft, white under-belly.
[9] Shuushin 7-Dec-03/6:28 PM Reply
Here's a nine, mr. pillsbury.
[n/a] kingit 7-Dec-03/6:34 PM Reply
I WISH I had some dough!!!