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loves forgotten kiss

like the early morning mist

forgotten at the first sign of fleeting light fighting

with all ones might to hold the sweet blossom

on gossamer wingd it flyes away

going nowhere and to everywhere

it lays on a stoney grave

long passed away

waiting to be found

before the wind brings it to the ground

will the rose and kiss be found

for such sorrow will abound

lost to the winter grave

young lover it must save

before there love be forgotten grave

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DestroyingAngel
07:42 Jan 12 2011

Very very good poem! I loved it. Thank you for sharing it...

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DianicXWitch
01:15 Jan 20 2011

Awww very sweet

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running ,running were does it takes us

miles of road behind but even more ahead

were are we lead

what leads the way',

is it our heart ofr our minds eye

what makes our heart cry

is it joy or sadnees

or is it gladness

for the heart is free to roam to and fro

never knowing where to go

we hope it lands in our laps but sometimes it truly lacks

all i know is my love is true

the one for me in not new

i have loved for many a year

i have cried many a tear

but now she back and i don't care

i long to smell a length of hair

running with no point i sight is just running out of fright

time runs down a long road,

never endingt,

chasing time like a lunitic out of his mind,

hunt for love, ellusive as a dove.

but chained not allowed to run the road,

to catch the dove,

if that were posible.loniging for the chance , that on true romance,

to feel the beat of his lovers heart,

befort it darts away like a fleeting flame.

one must trust that love will over come and llove lost can be found , l

et it be rekindled like an old fire til it blazes once again

where my love lies,

int the depth of your eyes,

our hearts beat as one,

were our love comes from,

from the depth of my heart,

to the depth of my soul,

only you can make me whole