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If she is a river
If she is a river If she is a river, then I wish to be a rock in her narrows, Water-smoothed, deafened by her presence, Tongued by her fierce rivulets into furrows. I hold, and hold, and hold in her essence, Until at last my foundation’s overcome by her. I tumble, tumble down, finding a new lie in her. If she is a river, then I wish to be a rock in her narrows. |
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Nice words, thanks for the thoughts.. Stop by at lonlyforlove2 also see Lunch with Lonly , we get snow tomorrow Check my blog on New Community, "A photo of my big Pecker" also, " My Sunday afternoon with the kids'
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What a beautiful heart felt poem my friend. I hope you enjoy your long Holiday weekend..
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