by Unknown
Sep 2011 258 Views 1 comments
Mist
mist falls softly
on the leaves
then gathers and runs
to the tips and jumps
like
children on slides.
smoke curls into shapes
and disappears quickly
like dreams.
i breath deeply
of you then let you go.
wrong number
on the phone.
twice.
something tells me
i'm crazy inside. my mind i think.
want you.
want you now.
love you.
regardless of what anyone
else says.
so there.
on the leaves
then gathers and runs
to the tips and jumps
like
children on slides.
smoke curls into shapes
and disappears quickly
like dreams.
i breath deeply
of you then let you go.
wrong number
on the phone.
twice.
something tells me
i'm crazy inside. my mind i think.
want you.
want you now.
love you.
regardless of what anyone
else says.
so there.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2011
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Comments (1)
thanks for producing a lovely write and sharing it,a noteworthy stand out to me was ''mist falls softly on the leaves then gathers and runs to the tips and jumps like children on slides. Smoke curls into shapes and disappears quickly like dreams.'' It gives the essence of a soothing effect,very nice and all the best to you.
Yours Truly
PN1