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by Kimberly BareWhile waywardly wandering toward
the whispering willows weeping their
leafy tears into the sleepy stream,
i remember: i'm wet when i fall into you.
Dry in your absence; no longer whole.
Withering until you sway me with your caress
and your wind lifts me once more.
10/15/2003 Author's Note: This poem was created on the New Beat Forum board...many thanks and a round of applause to Ariel, Jacquelyn, Maryellen, and Agnes!
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Posted on 10/16/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kimberly Bare
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 10/16/03 at 04:48 PM awww, this is so pretty and encapsulates such a nice moment. i really like the way all our lines fit together (maybe tuck "the" into the next line?) |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 10/17/03 at 03:18 PM lovely imagery...passionate... |
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