LOVE LETTERS


Love Letters

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We take the scenes of lost refuge and write them on our sleeves

Bend spoons we use as implements like ancient man hiding in rocks

Pioneers caught somewhere between bandits, lawyers and pilots

We sat under the stars pulling wool around us, throwing logs in fires

The sky prussian and chrome has lights embedded that shape your beauty

I scribbled on rough pieces of hemp I had collected and wondered if it was you

In the grey mid-distance lights shoot and dance to the crackling gunfire

Maybe this is the moment I should stop now ~ we’ve said hello, so goodbye

And the summer sun will return to this awful place and touch your brow

writtenbyedenbray05.04.14

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About edenbray

I've always enjoyed writing and thats all I want to do... .. . I’m not sure why I stopped writing was it 9/11? .. . Eden Bray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions. The effluence of my short life .. . I'm a Writer and Artist since 1966, now a Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . please join the shebang but more importantly please leave me a marker with a comment for my ego and my encouragement :- thanks, edenbray
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