Wolf
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In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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Feb 24, 2004 15:19:37 GMT -5
Post by Wolf on Feb 24, 2004 15:19:37 GMT -5
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...for April
I search for you in my dreams, groping in shifting mists
that cling to the mind...
I cry your name, and my wail is swallowed by the night...
Somewhen, somewhere, I held you, loved you
when you weren't mine;
yet I knew beyond knowledge that someday
I would be yours...
In the clinging darkness I call your name, and there is no answer...
Shadows flicker in the mists, half seen, then gone...
Are these realities that have been, or; wraiths of things yet to be?
I know not.
--some seem incarnations yet to be born; others of long ago...
Perhaps then, the answer lies in karma--
were we once together
in a somewhen long ago?
in some otherwhen,
did we know life together,
only to have it torn from us?
Or, are we destined yet for each other,
and is the time too soon,
the incarnation wrong?
I know not--
but that I seek,
and do not find you--I only know
as I stumble through the mists
that
I love you
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, November 18, 1974
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Feb 24, 2004 18:31:12 GMT -5
Post by SilverEyes on Feb 24, 2004 18:31:12 GMT -5
I love the imagery of this and the last stanza too.
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Feb 24, 2004 20:05:40 GMT -5
Post by bloodredtears on Feb 24, 2004 20:05:40 GMT -5
a beautiful piece here...very wonderfully done! great job, my fave lines are :
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sweetest17sin
Virtuoso
don't frown! you never know who's falling in love with your smile!
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Feb 24, 2004 23:08:37 GMT -5
Post by sweetest17sin on Feb 24, 2004 23:08:37 GMT -5
awww...i loved this one. very sweet!
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