a tune
a dress
jazz a tune
sharing love
walking across
to never left days
old and new
you a part of me
in a room
trees whisper
touching windows
telling secrets
kept inside
as the tide
breaks
holding back
we remembering
a kiss
once
always
as I touch the softness of you
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-03-02 at 06:33
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