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minutes and the way of waterwhen she speaks he lets time unwind lets it ruffle his hair like a rogue wind unconcerned with its passing when she speaks he breaks open his boundariesminutes and the way of water
not a great casting off just a simple drop to the ground where they lay like stunned birds at his feet.
but let me be frank this is not a retelling not a fable to be sucked like a marble or the remarkable fathoms of love left to wander unfettered by fences of a patterned of life
instead like a river unravelling around the spooling and
spiral
by ~myfallfromgrace
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an antique arms and armor expert
A lot of good you've done me.
(see? like it was sarcastic, but now it's not - it's literal! I wish I could say I did that on purpose - but it was realized post facto [after the fact])
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
(enjoyed the shirt visual)
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i never learn
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
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i never learn
Thank you very, very much for the compliment!
And I hope you like my newest poem - since it'll be the first one from me taking up space in your Inbox
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
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i never learn
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