Constance La France Poet Free verse

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A Kiss Stone Cold

the sky is liquid ink with not a star and I walk a
flower strewn path seeking him, the man I dream of in this hushed
place and the wild wind tangles my hair and my gown presses against
me for I have no strength to fight those dark eyes that haunt my nights,
       now, here he stands waiting for me, oh I should run away, I
should flee but I find myself floating to him-  his skin is so pale and 
beautiful, his long dark hair fluttering in the wind and then his lips are
on mine in a kiss, stone cold  . . . . 

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March 16, 2019


Poetry/Free Verse/a kiss stone cold
Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1125-399-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.



Submitted to the contest,Wk 3, March 19
sponsor, Brian Strand

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John Castellenas March 18, 2019 at 7:21 PM Artwork and words. Perfect and amazing dear Poet.

CayCay Godwin March 17, 2019 at 5:36 AM This is like a movie plot that grabs you emerged then leaves you to wander emotionally where you will - loved it. Your words are as pretty and inviting as the pic. All the best ... CayCay