Monday, November 9, 2009

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My heart is ajar
the chimed light is pressing
lovenotes are being dropped
...in a hurry
sideglances are being casted
...stealthily
and for fear of being discovered
breathing is gasped in agonal heartbeat.

9 comments:

  1. This is brilliant! My heart is always ajar...which is the best thing about me and the worst thing about me! Does that make any sense??? :) I love this.

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  2. suspense is tangible and your photo with it's wonderful light is perfect with this piece.

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  3. Oh Heavens, this is fantastic BJE! I love, love every word and space in between!!!

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  4. Ooohh! terrific write BJE :)

    wishes,
    devika

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  5. Have you closed the drawer, my friend? Missing your writing...almost a week is just too long to wait! :)

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  6. Thanks for all the lovely (love is supposed to be the underlying theme but longing is more prevalent, i should say.) comments. Special thanks to Kristin ^_^ (i too have grown to like your thoughts and spirit).

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