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a napkin scrap
By Jonas
my youth walks blindly into devotion
caressing the soft skin of frail security
never knowing
or wanting to learn to let go
i whisper quietly on the streets
of familiarity
and i hold you close
west toward the setting sun
my future engages that which only god knows
as you hold me still
i never want to let you go
because i know we all follow
the sun to the west as it falls
over the brink of the horizon
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Copyright 2004 Jonas
Published on Wednesday, November 3, 2004.
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A former member wrote:
this is so beautiful. "and i hold you close west toward the setting sun" something about this made me smile.
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On Thursday, April 21, 2005, Kinkypoptart
(555)
wrote:
great write ~*~Tart~*~
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A former member wrote:
reading this in a better mood, i have taken to it...lovely fluidity, and once again, my apologies for the other comment, i meant no harm. -zay
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A former member wrote:
that is a helluva run on sentence...nice imagery, though.
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On Tuesday, November 9, 2004, manywalks
(750) wrote:
Ah, I almost stumbled right past this, and what a disappointment that would have been. This gently sliced its path through my mind for a softly rolling journey that ended all too soon. ~ wen
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On Tuesday, November 9, 2004, urbanhumility
(1175) wrote:
eloquent in its simplicity......beautiful with its content........well done my friend .......urban
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On Thursday, November 4, 2004, KittyStryker
(711) wrote:
this is beautiful. i know the feeling too well... in fact... i don't think i should've read this poem.
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On Wednesday, November 3, 2004, purr_verse
(1059) wrote:
excellent meanderings; this read like a river trip somehow... Your work never disappoints. Gorgeous write.
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On Wednesday, November 3, 2004, Zhee
(529) wrote:
this was absolutely lovely.. a breath of fresh air...loved the opening lines...
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A former member wrote:
The title of this drove its intricate lines deeply impacted inside. This is generally flawless, and it breathes in like air.
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On Wednesday, November 3, 2004, Lynaes
(859) wrote:
"caressing the soft skin of frail security" that was a perfect line.. I love that especially. I had to read this a couple times, let it seep in.. it's like, acknowledging and embracing the unknown. Nice work I like it.
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