Guest guest Posted October 7, 2007 Report Share Posted October 7, 2007 Words..I hear their beginnings, in my mind. A break of silence..in between. Words..they swirl throughout my head. They tumble, like clothes in a drier. Over and over..they act as little reminders, which keep me up in bed. Words..they circle beautifully.. like white cream, spiraling down..through the core of rich, dark coffee. Words...they flow from my brain, to the tip of my tongue. A bit of contrast, makes for for an intriguing conversation. I must ponder their sweet meanings, before I speak them. For left unfiltered, they could bring destruction. Check out the hottest 2008 models today at Autos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 7, 2007 Report Share Posted October 7, 2007 Sorry, Claud..I meant to give you my permission. Love, Tara Words Words..I hear their beginnings, in my mind. A break of silence..in between. Words..they swirl throughout my head. They tumble, like clothes in a drier. Over and over..they act as little reminders, which keep me up in bed. Words..they circle beautifully.. like white cream, spiraling down..through the core of rich, dark coffee. Words...they flow from my brain, to the tip of my tongue. A bit of contrast, makes for for an intriguing conversation. I must ponder their sweet meanings, before I speak them. For left unfiltered, they could bring destruction. Check out the hottest 2008 models today at Autos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 7, 2007 Report Share Posted October 7, 2007 If it's OK with you, Tara, you can give me blanket permission to publish every poem you post....might save you a little time, LOL, since you are so prolific! Love, Claud tara jacoby <tjmassage7777 wrote: Sorry, Claud..I meant to give you my permission. Love, Tara Words Words..I hear their beginnings, in my mind. A break of silence..in between. Words..they swirl throughout my head. They tumble, like clothes in a drier. Over and over..they act as little reminders, which keep me up in bed. Words..they circle beautifully.. like white cream, spiraling down..through the core of rich, dark coffee. Words...they flow from my brain, to the tip of my tongue. A bit of contrast, makes for for an intriguing conversation. I must ponder their sweet meanings, before I speak them. For left unfiltered, they could bring destruction. Check out the hottest 2008 models today at Autos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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