As I have found words invading my thoughts, with no where to go.
If i were to give you these words, my friends, may I request you take care of them?
Life does not enable me to pursue and to put the finishing touch.
So here is a random thought...
One that I know you all could do some justice...
"Life dwells on the tip of a teardrop"
Have fun with it...jo
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ohhh, I like, I like! May I???
Life dwells on the tip of a teardrop
touchez, goûtez-moi -
How can one forgive, forget:
Absence steals presence.
This adage flows through:
Life dwells on tips of teardrops
Truth was only you.
Salt and water merge
Stream of consciousness cries clues:
Verbiage of fools.
i'm not a writer as such but i am exploring the potential of poetry and i thought i'd use your prompt to try out some verse. i hope you don't mind. :o)
Ian, that is why I posted :)
I'm going to try it.
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