I Don't Want (c) Singleton 2007
SOLD
Your memories tied
up in
stack-me-up shrines
and
famous first lines,
the world's greatest love story
never told
taboo
and shame on you....
I just want peace
and a place to rest
my legs
my arms
my silly stories
my cowboy boots
on New Years.....
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I've never done this before, commented first, but once she was posted, and I glanced to make sure she wasn't tilted, I saw her identical reflection in The Whisperer.....And was touched by ghosts.....whispering....
I hear ya' knockin'....
She's gorgeous sister.
Keeper. Keeper.
amen
skinny.....sometimes even Keepers are kites if the wind is right! ILYSVVM
sandy....
peace, my friend.....and thank you for visitin'......
I love it when I see a new girl from your collection.
I love this poem, how you tell a little story through their eyes. They know some stories.
Going back to Detroit for a night of family and cheer.
Peace out, friend.
Eric....Ahhhhh, the stories they could tell.....
Clink! To family and cheer.....that's the bomb, my friend......all the way around!
Dear Singleton,
You whisper to my soul.
I too dont want
The unlived love story,
the one that crawls into thought, and steps boldly into words,
But never takes on wings
of
hands
opening doors
or looks that
speak wholesome concern
or a heart
that beats
'let me
help'.
Thank you beautiful soul,
M
Maithri....
Isn't it funny, I've spent a lifetime learning what I don't want......
Don't we all.......
And in that, slowly learned, perhaps, if I'm lucky,
what I need....
Here's to the butterfly effect,
the true roadtrip.....
and to tomorrow....
the gift of hope...always....
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