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Ode to a Friend
You touch me
we are hurrying
Down the slope
In the clearing
Up the hill
And I dream...
touch your face...
See softness there,
tenderness
Can we
Some how
Mean more
to each other
than empty
nonsense...
I wonder...
To
one another...
Over time
4 comments:
Very nice. :)
Sugar
Nice writing, Nat
I love it Natalie - thanks for sharing. Luvya, Caroline
I enjoyed your poems very much natalie thankyou. Garry D.
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