In A Warm Smile
By sidewinder
Reach past my past climbing those mountains that I've always dreamed of climbing, Touching those memories that somehow have haunted me, Yet... in that repast impressions take those souls that some take for granted, Collected though tender, Warm in thy embrace, Sensuous in a warm smile. June 4, 2001 Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 08:00 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 10
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"Reach past my past..."