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You need to kiss more...

It's getting dark,
orange hugs the clouds on the horizon,
an outskirts of the city hue
holds the sky in a glowing embrace
and the moon...

The moon
leans through the cloud
and kisses the apple tree.

The look in her eyes says,
'You need to kiss more..'

And do you know?


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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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A quick post while I've got internet access, sending love to all xxx
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Well Moonraker, a lovely piece as usual from you, and you are so right about the Kisses.
Take care young lady, Yours Ian.T. x

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

beautiful imagery - especially
'The moon
leans through the cloud
and kisses the apple tree'

nothing to offer
i really enjoyed this - made me feel all warm and fuzzy :)
love judy

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

I need to be kissed no,
none does me give this bliss….
I yearn more for a kiss
than some joker commenting on this
my missing of a kiss …
I hope soon someone will send a pack too…
no, not of cigarettes
but of kisses
as I open the envelope, all kisses will fly
to catch all like a butterfly
I shall try

hope I can savour some and share
the runaway ones
come sweethearts across the Internet,
I'm here lonely,
in the darkness, what I miss is
nothing more than blooming kisses,
maybe some rose may kiss!

very sad no one read this.....
all a kiss
but a miss


"A bright red trick"

I remember a poem from long
ago describing apples

some poets are more natural
and they turn and bury their talents
to provide for the wealthy and being
of their family

this is a wealthy for me that cuts
into all my hours
and I dont mind

this is where sanity's ground wire
lives...the static slinks
down the thin lead

...thank you ..

I heard of a girl who married a tree
And she is as happy as happy can be
The tree doesnt cheat, doesnt lie doesnt flirt
The tree is as solid and steady as oak
The tree is as faithful as trees can be
Yes you are right we need to kiss trees

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