Some of the last words from each line can be joined with the beginning of the next line to make something new.

Lakes you dream of rippling/Muscles in your back [Rippling muscles.]


Too fast, too Fast.

You are an echo
Bounced back from a picture of
Moutains where we might have died
A little on the inside when you turn
On the darkness to say hello to your eyelids
closing in remembrance
Of the cold floor, barefoot
In the meadow,
Green grass painting
A single shade of blue
On the acrylic canvas
Ripped into one thousand pieces
of your puzzle laying placid
Lakes you dream of rippling;
Muscles in your back--
Home in your arms, tight
Like springs in the back of my mind
There was
You



Words by Inked.
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Written on 2006-01-14 at 16:45

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Natalie
Oh I really like this one :)
2006-01-18


SlipThruCracks
You know I absolutely love this.

It is so... intense.

Remember that time we went walking in the woods at 4 in the morning and the moon made us infinite?
2006-01-15


GB
Hi ! ... I agree with Penfold ... Well done ! ...... Ciao ! ...... Glen ( GB )
2006-01-15


Zoya Zaidi
Spring comes and springs up
A thousand surprises,
Leaves when grow not so green,
You look for greener pastures,
Winds when whirl round & make,
Whirlpool in the ocean, and
Darveshes when they dance,
Whirling like the tops,
that cannot stop...

Amany splendored piece, Inked!!!
Bravo!!!
Just keep it up!!!
{{{{hugs}}}}
xxx, Zoya
2006-01-14


penfold18
Well done, really liked this one, keep it up :-))
2006-01-14