Wednesday, June 17

shouldering love

These hot summer days
Waking to an overcast sky
And a fresh mountain breeze
The rumble and drill
Is not nearly enough
To disturb the instilling peace
That perfect embrace
And 36 kisses
(Placed on my shoulder
With so much love)
And I smile as you leave
And don't mind at all
When dreams mix with reality.


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5 comments:

  1. Rush11:33 AM

    me loves the poet in u :)

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  2. KMcJoseph6:05 PM

    I wish I at least had mountains to go with my crappy weather.

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  3. Cloudia8:28 PM

    Your lucky life is a poem!
    Aloha

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  4. ♥ Braja1:50 AM

    You write that Christine?

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  5. Christine Gram1:41 PM

    Thanks all. I did write this. Mountains do make a big difference for me.

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