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Wednesday, August 17, 2011
SILENT LOVER
Like a downy winged owl’s flight
She silently glides into my sleep
We make love ‘til morning light
I awaken, and begin to weep
ROTMS
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This is so beautiful-yet sad. I know the feeling. It is great during the dream but one is empty when they awaken. "What do my shouts amid lightnings & raging winds mean?" Walt Whitman MKP
1 comment:
This is so beautiful-yet sad. I know the feeling. It is great during the dream but one is empty when they awaken.
"What do my shouts amid lightnings & raging winds mean?"
Walt Whitman
MKP
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