and where were they now
those lips
her lips
lips that spoke
only love
only truth
lips that held his heart
promised him tomorrow
tasted his sorrow
fondled his spirit
her lips
that had disappeared
vanished
into the
dark
abyss
of
good-bye
where were they now
those lips
the lips
of
the
gypsy
those lips
her lips
lips that spoke
only love
only truth
lips that held his heart
promised him tomorrow
tasted his sorrow
fondled his spirit
her lips
that had disappeared
vanished
into the
dark
abyss
of
good-bye
where were they now
those lips
the lips
of
the
gypsy
10 comments:
Hoping they are in the same place and full of the same passion... YEs , they are, I can say by your passionate words!
;)
Your words of love lost and still desired are always haunting, Jenean. Another lovely write!
Nevine
Beautiful one Gypsy..again you capture my heart..:)
Another lovely poem with so much meaning.
How'd I miss this one? Wow. It really is haunted.
always, dear dulce!!! ;)
yes, i agree, nevine - haunting - sigh..........
:)
and i am so humbled, dear rose!
greetings cowboy - so great to see you meander over this way! even more so to read your always kind words here - and your own words at your place!! hope the trails are keeping you happy!
hmmmm.....yes, another haunted vote, trish! ;) thank you!!!
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