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#acrostic P lace where I will always belong, O ur town where I can do no wrong. R ights of passage in teenage kicks, T ime stands still in aged bricks.
(I hope the woman this is for isn't on Opuss ... I'm sure I'd know though because my mum would have been told "oh, my friend uses that too!" ... Wouldn't she. ...
"Day dum. Da da. Dum day dum" You sing to me. With the piano riff echoing behind. Through the rainy window, see. Still too young to fail And to scared to say "I love you". When should I call you...
Sitting by my fireside, Toasty,cosy,sleepy, warm Enjoying peace and quiet Good book in my hands Family somewhere near, happy in themselves✨ Ancient sunlight freed from wood and coal so old Sparks of...
The waves were rolling The sea was blue We were at the beach Just me and you The sand was golden Each grain a star How did we come to get so far.
After I finish watching the movie... #nightdwellers #beginningline The promises died in his icy white breath, The golden sun rose, Signaling his soon death. The man in the top hat turned up the heat.
The air is crisp, The light is reflective. I sit and watch it bounce off the water Like a secret ray piercing its way thru a mirror.
I confess I jumped out of my skin when I woke to see my Opuss so kindly praised. So thanks to @ckhan for such a great challenge and for handing over the reins.
#acorn (with all the music playing in my head thanks to Sienna's @sjw "Name this tune" game and @evilfingerz who reminded me of it.
We were in my car. And we weren't quite far. It was late October. I can still remember. That night. We were going to the club. But I had been lovestruck. How I hoped for October. As we grew closer.
Walkin my way down memory lane. Wondering what things I may find. See all the friends I've made thus far. They've all made my life so fine. The dogs and cats from childhood.
People say the places. That they'd rather be. But what about the time. The year that you'd be happy. Perhaps you'd like 2400. Where we have spaceships instead of cars.
With softly spoken words We danced the laughs away In the palm of her hand She threw caution to the sand And I watched as her hour glass flicked at the grains We swayed on the beaches tides Until...
Why is our life measured in time. Why can't it be measured in memories. Like that memory when you baby brother had his first lime.
It’s bright and sunny and sweet as honey as a love song plays while an old couple sways.
Dreams keep running through my mind Reflecting memories of long ago. Made in a land of fairy tales, A place my heart longs for so.
I used to laugh at your shoebox of souvenirs, Little keepsakes collected over the years. Love notes and letters before texts were the thing, Moments in time describing how you made my heart sing.
#sundayrepost (I've picked this one as it was something totally different for me, I had the name in my head and the rest just flowed.
#sundayrepost He stood at the edge of the garden and surveyed the sacred land. His worn out boots were deep in weeds, a worn out hoe in his hand.
Watching you slip away From my heart more every day. You're so close yet so far. You're my one and only star. My beauty and delight, Won't you serenade me tonight.
The sunset shone a reddish gold. Upon two girls, just eight years old. They twirled and spun, they sang and danced. Lost within a youthful trance. A coffee table was their stage.
The day the grey went away, 'Twas an eve of indigo blue. The moon was alight and the stars were ablaze. I stood and watched with you. The day the grey went away It was a breathtaking moment.
Been so long since I saw your face I grew up, moved on as you moved place Sometimes I wish I could still sleep between You and your brother, future unseen It's not that I don't Like how things...
When you can only describe a day as mellow You know it must be like yellow. Like honey, sticky and sweet. Like chocolate, a rich, creamy treat. Like a fireplace glowing bright.