At daybreak I awoke alone
With a sadness I could not quell,
Without a love to call my own,
And now, morning's waving farewell
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A Proposal OK, OK, I love you already! OK, OK, seems each verse is a kiss OK, OK, you hear that train whistle? Coming or going, I'm heat seeking missile? How long do we have to keep meeting like this? From Every poet in the world! (And me too!)
BRIAN johnston, What a loverboy YOU are! ! ! : ) bri edwards aka brian whitaker
This (non-kiss that finds its way to no-lips is beautiful nonetheless, because it testifies to the circuit that Mother Nature tries to complete through each of us.
Apparently, Lora, I had not read this poem till today. And WHO did I find lurking? Why, Brian Johnston, ...of course! ;) Five stars for another brick in your staircase of loneliness.: ( bri