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Fields of poppies red

Contributed by martynman1 on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 01:01:24 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Fields of poppies red

No finer place to be in this summer day
These poppies so fine the scent fills the air
As I walk throu this field
My finger tips caress the petals as I walk
I lose myself there,

Time stands still
I am in the centre now
I lie down
And close my eyes
And drift away
I dream I see a woman
On the edge of this field of poppies red,

She to like me walks through
Her finger tips like mine
Caress the petals
They catch the breeze
They fly high in the summer sky
A petal lands on my face
She is close now
I feel her near me
My eyes are still shut
She stands over me,

A single tear of love falls from her eye
I wash my face in that tear
All the love I ever wanted
So pure so fine
I hold out my hand
I beckon her to lie beside me.
To give all my love to this woman
Is all I ask.

For ever and eternity.
I would give myself and surrender myself to love
Will you lie beside me
In this field of poppies red
Forever in time as to lovers become one
In this field o`ve poppies red.





Copyright © martynman1 ... [ 2004-03-16 13:01:24]
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Re: Fields of poppies red (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 02:02:33 PM AEST
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This is well done! Great job!


Re: Fields of poppies red (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 05:26:49 PM AEST
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ohhhhhhh so beautiful! Thanks for reminding me of the poppies.This brought to me the most scerene peaceful feeling
michelle


Re: Fields of poppies red (User Rating: 1 )
by jonteD on Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 02:48:38 PM AEST
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Good write




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