Feel what is real (Prose)

by Mr. Darcy   Mar 11, 2012


Fingers tips feel their way, searching, searching for what is needed most. Like a breath another is inevitable as a heartbeat is to living.

Like a scent on the wind, my fragrance whispers ardently, honestly and respectfully. Allow its signature to trace your contours and create a masterpiece in your image.

Beauty blesses those who recognise its' imagery created on a welcoming canvas. You are safe, this is real and tangible.

Love flows like an endless stream, rejuvenating as it grows; tumbling over a fall into a glistening, sapphire bayou.

M. Moran
13.2.2012

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  • 5 years ago

    by Vanesa

    Sexy.

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Michael, you have "prose" in brackets next to the title of this piece but this is one of the most poetic pieces of prose I have ever had the pleasure to read. What lovely work.

  • 11 years ago

    by LittleMermaid

    Very beautifully written! Thanks a lot for sharing! :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Excellent work, Michael..what a beautifully crafted piece of art! :)

    ((hugs))

    Ingrid

  • 12 years ago

    by Kitty Kurse

    I love the words you used in this poem.

    "Love flows like an endless stream, rejuvenating as it grows; tumbling over a fall into a glistening, sapphire bayou. " amazingly put. Love really is an endless stream <3

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