Saturday, October 17, 2009

The Bed Song Comments

Rating: 4.9

Your hair upon the pillow like the roots of a riverside tree
Your breathing softly sighing like the singing of the sea
The curtain slightly drawn so an arm of light is thrown
It reaches through and touches you, it touches you and me.
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Jack Williams
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Rosalita Fernandez 19 March 2010

very nice poem...

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Lawrence S. Pertillar 27 October 2009

Hmmm... I 'smell' the reeking of greatness here. lol You 'are' a poet par excellent. Trust me.

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Patti Masterman 17 October 2009

This is really a lovely song. I love that line: 'I never wasted time so well when I was by myself'.

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