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Haven't we Met
Big ole moon in the clear lit sky staring back at me in full clarity. Yes, we've been here before swimming alone devoid of touch We haven't changed old souls familiar. Dismissing what was rejecting what might have been. A realist, this austere globe suspended reflecting in these pools. Making love fully clothed naked denial Jasmine whispers, sultry brushing against my parch. I oblige. Black aubergine drapes vast is his dark silence. I remember, now. I remember. SadieLu12 |
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In the Mystic Moonlight. . .
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makinglove fully clothed.....
verynice write... |
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Wonderful Sadie..
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Thank you, all of you. You encourage me in ways some words cannot.
Love, s |
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You write so pretty Sadie!
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You write so pretty Sadie! awwww shucks...Thank you...How are you? |
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You write so pretty Sadie! awwww shucks...Thank you...How are you? Good thanks! ....,Enjoying a beautiful fall and planning (coordinating) holiday get togethers.. |
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You write so pretty Sadie! awwww shucks...Thank you...How are you? Good thanks! ....,Enjoying a beautiful fall and planning (coordinating) holiday get togethers.. I've got a wedding..my son on 12/21...that is my holidays |
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You write so pretty Sadie! awwww shucks...Thank you...How are you? Good thanks! ....,Enjoying a beautiful fall and planning (coordinating) holiday get togethers.. I've got a wedding..my son on 12/21...that is my holidays Congrats to your son Sadie...My one and only got married this past March..Took her 43 years to find the right one! |
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You write so pretty Sadie! awwww shucks...Thank you...How are you? Good thanks! ....,Enjoying a beautiful fall and planning (coordinating) holiday get togethers.. I've got a wedding..my son on 12/21...that is my holidays Congrats to your son Sadie...My one and only got married this past March..Took her 43 years to find the right one! Happiness is worth all that. |
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we met on a sadderday
you turned it into a funday we made up words and listened to new classics over an old ipod i was taking swigs off a stolen wine bottle and you were eloquenty sipping out of it we through the word giddy around a few times without saying a thing it was a nice day to walk but we sat under a bareleafed tree and pretended me were shady it was something something i remember vividly in my imagination as the day began to nod off -- i stared at each and every star at once and you counted them all in my eyes we shared an apple bite for bite a snake slithered by and it made us think i could tell what you were thinking but cannot remember my thought an unawkward silence lingered somewhere out of nowhere we laughed with our toes as the wind brushed through you're hair |
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Edited by
Up2Us
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Sat 10/27/12 03:31 AM
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d4tc...nice input.
Very beautiful write Sharris..... . |
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we met on a sadderday you turned it into a funday we made up words and listened to new classics over an old ipod i was taking swigs off a stolen wine bottle and you were eloquenty sipping out of it we through the word giddy around a few times without saying a thing it was a nice day to walk but we sat under a bareleafed tree and pretended me were shady it was something something i remember vividly in my imagination as the day began to nod off -- i stared at each and every star at once and you counted them all in my eyes we shared an apple bite for bite a snake slithered by and it made us think i could tell what you were thinking but cannot remember my thought an unawkward silence lingered somewhere out of nowhere we laughed with our toes as the wind brushed through you're hair So down to the toes on this one. I love it...Who says you can't see the moon in daylight... |
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Haven't we Met Big ole moon in the clear lit sky staring back at me in full clarity. Yes, we've been here before swimming alone devoid of touch We haven't changed old souls familiar. Dismissing what was rejecting what might have been. A realist, this austere globe suspended reflecting in these pools. Making love fully clothed naked denial Jasmine whispers, sultry brushing against my parch. I oblige. Black aubergine drapes vast is his dark silence. I remember, now. I remember. SadieLu12 Very nice... I call it "her" though. I remember too... |
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