This
moment, this very moment,
The
adrenalin rushing through, the feeling now
Coursing
through my being, seeping through
Engraving
on my mind footprints
Of
the flurry of thoughts
I
could trade diamonds for now
It
is like an antique paint of a dead painter
How
do you paint it anew?
How
do you reincarnate its old fragrance?
C)
Lorot Salem 2011
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For a prompt by Robert Lee Brewer, 2011 April PAD challenge day 22
“only one in the world” poem.
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2 comments:
I love this one. Well, I love all of them. But this one has a certain magic:)
@ Sherry Blue Sky, Me too. I wrote it, sat back and thought about its allure. Lovely prompt from Robert Lee.
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