touche Jahlove
And By The By...

Fronds Of Fragrant Flora
Fill The Cracks
Of The One Way Ticket
"no Destination Track"
And A Three Minute Love Song
Has Me Looking Back;
I May Lack
The Vision
To See The Subtlety
Of
Minutes Yawning Into The Palm Of
Two Years, Perchance Three
Or
Four
Now Opens The Door
Of Regret.
Never Set
In Stone
Cold Nights Welcome Me Home
Cant Remember
The Reason I Left.

A Thorn Quite Simply
Preserves The Delicacy
Of The Rose,
A Work In Prose
As Petals Of Frustration Fade
From 96 Degreed Shades
Of Lonely.

Que Sera I Was leaving
One Step Forward
Then Two Leading
Their Very Own Way Back To You
Can This Truly Be Through?

And As These Words
Make Their Lazy Way
Accross My Page
It Occurs That
Time And Space
Just May
Render Ancient Wounds
Blurred Like The Morning Mist
To Vanish In a Sunkist Haze.

Ahhhhh mi luv when 2 poets battle it out This is great!

My favorite part:
You two have a fabulous way with words.

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tank you tank you

hey i re-edited tired and posted another new thread ... 'fruit of the womb'

check it out

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