Wild Reflection

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   The shake of her digits
            as the she
      with palm up high
            gazed at I
    knowing all the while
        mine reflection
             was wild

    The pane betwixt us
          thick as ice
            as the he
      over her shoulder
    intently with nervous
      did construed why

         His beam from 
        beginning to end
did declare pronouncement
           not with lips
          yet with eyes

             good-bye  :}
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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February 14, 2013 at 9:14 PM
James , Stopping by with sincere thanks for your kind comments. It is appreciated more than words or can say... Wishing you the best Valentine's Day YET! Always & Forever :-) LINDA .
Wesley Avatar
May 30, 2012 at 7:24 AM
Yes, heat I find with my crossed eyes as I drink the nectar of thy words. Soup mails
Wesley Avatar
May 28, 2012 at 1:03 PM
The eyes are the window to the soul so it is said and the message they contain can be read by those connected. Great one James! :)
Christian Avatar
May 24, 2012 at 3:20 PM
aww thats a lovley poem, God bless you from diane
Babcock Avatar
May 24, 2012 at 9:15 AM
Ah this is a sad ending as the lips shall not meet. Enjoyed your poem with my morning coffee. Have a great day. love phyl
Grisetti Avatar
May 21, 2012 at 1:30 PM
A sad, surprising end to a lovely poem.
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