stonedsour's Diaryland
Diary
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A Brooch Pin
Time and space we have travelled together through love's sweet ups and its dark downs, frowns merged into warm smiles as our hearts captured words; cool nouns, adjectives and verbs which roam light weather, grace caresses lifestyles. Aisles of Spring have turned Autumn ~ Winter waves at our approach. Brooch pins of blue wonder kiss the answer of yes fluttered in ruffled gowns, towns paused along their miles when you asked to share my sundowns, married life's been as light as a feather, sometimes tricky turnstiles. While we ring laughter's albums we can relax in life's coach. Reproach not those memories that hurt us, above them are the wings of our true love.
3:51 p.m. - 2006-11-08
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