Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
"lol and a smiley face"
DescriptionHow it feels to be texting some one after a long drought in love.
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“Lol : )” she texted me.
I Know!
I am the “funny man” again.
So long since,
Well,
Then.
I type “let me sleep, see you soon” and press send.
While head on the pillow and thoughts less deep,
Light heart beats sounding louder.
Perhaps,
Just maybe,
Unlike some who passed my window and I let go like Doves from the Ark.
Yet to return with their Olive leafs.
Perhaps?
She's for keeps?
At last, text delivered. I'll see her in a day or two. My eyes close to expected dreams till the morning.
And though Lovers may twist in a morning mist, I beneath the ray of a dawning sun has found that love brings revelations far beyond each day,
Or at least,
Until nights end.
Comments
Hi Richard !!!
You have described these feeling very well !!!
Love the layout and flow it works well !!
Just one question ? With the line " I beneath the ray of a dawning sun has found that love brings revelations far beyond each day,
Or at least," Did you mean "have" instead of "has" ??
An enjoyable read thank you,
Regards,
Steve.
Friday, 17th February 2012 | 11:08 am
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