Daily Archives: November 14, 2014

Come Hither

Posted on November 14, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

Silence blossoms While mere words wither In empty spaces, echoes, Calling, “beloved, come hither” A flower knows not for whom its petals shown Yet its fragrance seems so personal As if meant for me alone. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Trifles Past Lips

Posted on November 14, 2014 by skipavm@gmail.com

Banter is but trifle…as anything less than the sound of wind through wings; all else is just breath past lips to raise nothing more than a fading voice to a wanting ear.   tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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