Poetry from a Time Forgotten for Saturday, March 01, 2008

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Winter's Thaw

Winter's thaw drips new hope onto the trails. Soon the sun will lap up the mud, drying the path for lovers in hands clapsed, exchanging dreams like lattes, and kisses like secret gifts of diamonds and lace. We will look under every limestone boulder for a metaphor, search these twisted trails for... Sign in to see full entry.

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