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A sad note lying on the floor
A moment of broken tears
Against the summer breeze
A constant feeling of wanting
Lingers as it creates fantasizes
For one more time to feel,
To feel you one last time
I close my eyes and remember you
To feel what I thought was love
Before it fades away with time...
By
Enigmatic
A moment of broken tears
Against the summer breeze
A constant feeling of wanting
Lingers as it creates fantasizes
For one more time to feel,
To feel you one last time
I close my eyes and remember you
To feel what I thought was love
Before it fades away with time...
By
Enigmatic
Literature
Spring.
Spring.
She is a princess,
A goddess, really.
For only she is beautiful in whatever she does.
Her skin is pale,
Not yet tanned by Summer’s heat,
Still frozen from Winter’s touch.
Silent and sure, she smiles at the world.
Her hair falls over one shoulder, soft as can be.
Soft as the baby ferns,
Soft as the baby fawns.
Soft as the green grass between her toes.
Her eyes are full of promise,
Greener than the tallest oak trees.
They tell a story of what is to come,
Reflecting growth and new life.
She is still young, a little child,
Nothing like the Winter before,
Whose old bones creaked
And tried to weather the storm.
A child w
Literature
Winter And Spring
It is taking over
I can't breath as
The frost is
Taking,controlling my mind
It's growing in me
Not letting me live
And i feel like I'm not here
Would anyone care
Would anyone mind
If i wouldn't be here
Then it stopped
It melted away from my heart
I felt as a snow storm
But u came like spring
And I woke up from the dream
My heart was frozen as ice
Then you came and melted it away
and l could finally live !
Literature
Ever after
she's the rustling leaves
in the springtime breeze that
puts my mind at ease-
the voice that grants me peace,
in knowing that winter is over
and the warmth is to return.
she's the chicken soup
on a chilly morning that
warms my heart-
the smell and flavour wafting
through our home, dreamlike
and permeating all this space.
she's the song playing in my ears,
the quiet lullaby that
brings me comfort at night-
her presence; music to my ears;
the sound of her walking by my side
put my fears to rest.
she's my favourite book
that never gets old, the one that
i never tire of reading-
the one where the words change meaning
as i age, the one that gr
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wow i like this!