Places
Sometimes I go there
just to feel you
lean my head against the tree
smell the freshness of the moss
that’s been growing
under me
slide my face against the cragginess
of the bark
and if I wait long enough
the gray sky turns dark
just like that day
when your mouth was warm
and the story was new
and the minutes,
were hours.
Places
By Linda R. O'Connell © 2009
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Beautiful Linda
Beautiful tranquil love poem in tune with nature. loved it hugs from Willow,
Beautiful Linda
Beautiful tranquil love poem in tune with nature. loved it hugs from Willow,
Willow, thank you
Nature, and everything else on this earth goes with love, doesnt it?
thanks for the kind comment Wills. so good to see you!
xo
Linda
Aww!
now I feel the way when I see a little puppy, all big eyes and drool-my heart's melting! romantic and peaceful, sweet memories Linda :D ♥
♥♥ Thanks Jewel
Thats because you have a big heart and enough to go around for everyone! I appreciate that melting heart of yours!
thanks my friend
♥
Linda
lasting minutes
Yeah, spending time with that special person makes those minutes eternal, meaningful, and stretches out their longevity. Really a beautiful write, Linda. You're such a sweetheart!
You read this perfect Neo!
Just what i was thinking when i wrote this poem.
You are the real sweetheart here Neo. Thanks always, for your warm, kind comments. I really appreciate them!
Love,
Linda
Enjoyed
That's nice..thanks for posting
Hey "just me"
Thank you for reading this and for the kind comment
glad you liked it!
xo
Linda