Friction
Our eyes met
our shoulders brushed
sparks flew and we knew
there was something
that was to be had
happening here
GOD
had opened a door that
I once thought sealed
Now here you are,
and I am unsure ~
K
Friction
Our eyes met
our shoulders brushed
sparks flew and we knew
there was something
that was to be had
happening here
GOD
had opened a door that
I once thought sealed
Now here you are,
and I am unsure ~
K
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Friction | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
My LORD's Friendship | 3 | 11/13/2008 |
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