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Author Name: FreeShe Whispers 3 Comments
Date Added: April 15, 2012 21:04:46 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Age Covers Us ~*~Like A Cold Drizzle
 I  thought I was really dying this time
 I felt the bitter cold up close


  I do not feel the embrace of loyal love
or your cool air that breaths
 or the painted dawn



 I want to see your luminous eyes
with color of the full moon

Have you searched for me always
without you understanding why


I want to hear your distant happy laugh
that moves through majestic mountains
like a playful warm summer breeze

So soon age covers us like a cold drizzle
if only love could spread its favor
through us with compassion

Love has dragged its tail of pain
 to arrive to be kissed wit
passion for life  


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Comment By: FreeAlistair Muir on April 17, 2012 02:19:01 AM Report
'Have you searched for me always 

without you understanding why...'



Beautiful words indeed -- like the whole piece -- just beautiful.  You are on fire Scarlett...




Alistair

Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on April 16, 2012 08:42:42 AM Report
Stellar! -- not less.  I think this is a letter to G-d.  It is so beautiful I can't tell you!  Love, David
Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on April 16, 2012 04:24:53 AM Report
Maybe thats what they mean when they say about growing old gracefully? The cold drizzle sounds so lonely and isolated who would want to end their days like that,I'd rather go in a blaze of glory with ma boots on as you texans would say giving the grim reaper the stiff finger as I pass by in a cloud of my own dust :-)) ~Graham.




 


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