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Unwritten Memory
Contributed by
deusdeira
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Wednesday, 14th March 2012 @ 05:54:05 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Walk with me... oh cautious beauty... throughout this forest hidden,
sit upon these blades of grass, of time... we will...be ridden,
rest with me in deepest green, within deep forest glade,
walk along its darkest paths and do not be afraid,
gaze in my eyes... and you will feel... the longing yet forbidden,
a tempted glance, a passing phrase... will show you love imprisoned,
gaze upon... this memory... that yet... is still unwritten,
as notes upon the page we fall, a song within the distance,
our love could fly... a melody... within a pulsing storm,
a mighty thunder crashing down... true beauty without form,
for music comes in many shapes... true beauty lies within,
come float upon a summer breeze... let destiny...begin,
and in a breeze we will escape... all pages reft of sorrow,
for we will always have today... for love has no tomorrow.
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deusdeira
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2012-03-14 05:54:05]
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Re: Unwritten Memory
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by Waynster on
Wednesday, 14th March 2012 @ 08:16:35 AM AEST
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| Nicely written! You have a drifty dtyle and i like it. |
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Re: Unwritten Memory
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 14th March 2012 @ 08:29:21 AM AEST
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| truly beautiful... |
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Re: Unwritten Memory
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 14th March 2012 @ 10:52:25 AM AEST
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Unwritten memory...the yet to be where love has no tomorrow??? Man, that mad me sad and made my chest tight. Great flow and powerful words. I can definitely hear this as a song.
I'd Google this one once in a while just to make sure no one steals it. |
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