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My Defenses Fall Like Rain
8 December, 2010
Author: Mental

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We fumble in the dark
she says things
that dreams are made of.
we split the emotions that divide
she answers sweet nothings
that my emotions can't hide.
dancing dim lights filter through the pane
she stops and stares
my defenses fall like rain.
scatter remnants get collected
she tilts her head
the sounds of love get elected.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Montana (98.181.25.19) -- Friday, December 10 2010, 04:55 am

Wow

I like this
Miz Trebor (Robert Zimmermann) (72.10.203.123) -- Friday, December 17 2010, 05:02 am

:)

:)I like this poem.
rage (66.153.240.162) -- Wednesday, September 11 2013, 12:03 am

lust

romantic at its peak nice write
taboo (172.56.4.96) -- Wednesday, October 15 2014, 12:58 am

fumbling emotions

sounds like fumbling emotions are winning nice write thanks
 
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