Friday, September 25, 2009

Spirit....... Rhymes Poem


High on a bridge she sits and waits

And while she waits, she anticipates

Waiting for him to turn from a sprit to mortal flesh

So they can put a love hotter then the sun, to the test


Like the howl of the wolf is carried by the wind

Her soul travels through his vines, where their love will blend

So every time the sun rises and shines

She'll always be there, putting her love on his mind


Never again in her heart will she feel sadness

While living in this world of unhappiness and madness

Once their lost souls intertwine

Their love for each other, will flow in their vines forever, like fine french wine




14 comments:

  1. Hmmm... *sighs* waiting is the worse part.. Lovely words.

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  2. Como el aullido del lobo que viaja por el viento que sopla llevando y trayendo el eco de una melodia tranquila o agitante, asi viaja el amor que sentimos, las palabras que transmitimos y la entrega de hacer decir y sentir lo que deseamos y queremos.
    Muy bella evocacion.
    Saludos
    bella{SLd}

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  3. So lovely.

    The picture is wonderful.
    Ronnie
    xx

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  4. Lovely photo accompanied by sweet words.

    Pardon the blog crashing, I roamed over from Liane's page.

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  5. S, take you for visiting again, I appreciate the comment...

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  6. Bella Spankee, Gracias por las amables palabras ..

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  7. la trace de moi, than you for stopping in, and I appreciate your comment...

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  8. Olá, bom dia! Deixando meu rastro noas comentários e retribuindo visita.

    Um bom domingo aí nos EUA!

    Beijos

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  9. Blue, Obrigado pela visita
    abraços

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