Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Naive ........... Prose poem ........ Thought series ....



Her smile was implanted in my mind, a millisecond before the cold tip of her nose 
nuzzled into my neck,
My thoughts was how could someone be so cold on a summer day, 
while the sun still lingered modernly low in the sky?

This woman I held in my arms was a mystery to me,
Her ways, her actions, were far different then mine,
But I endeared the way she felt in my arms,
I lingered to feel the warmth of her breath on my neck flesh,
Yet I knew I wasn't in love, at lease I didn't think so

Back then, I always thought she was the innocent naive person,
Today, I know it was me......


Thoughts series: A random moment of my thoughts captured by my pen...
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6 comments:

  1. Great imagery and emotive expressions.

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    1. Thank you Anthony, I appreciated the visit, and especially the comment..

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  2. innocently sweet.

    love the revelation at the end.

    i'm forever a fan of your words. :)

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    1. Big smile... I appreciate the poetic love ...

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  3. *smiling* This is a good one. I, too, love the revelation at the end.

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    1. As always my number one follower, I appreciate your words...

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