Those words, three…
By Lovers’ Lane.
I’d fallen headlong,
Not that I’d known long,
Not with my brain.
You’d had a head-start,
Caught unawares my heart,
Those three remain.
x ♥ x
Loved ones, Poems
Not Blogging and being Unemployed.
Playing with Fire
Like looking at a confluence of 2 tracks of footprints and realising they’d been tracking together for a while?. Now, how cute; those telltales and toes! 😉 xxx
ps …and the funny bowls and scuffs in the sand…where you fell headlong or a little wrestling of tickles? x
Fantastic poem, Catie. Really beautifully worded. x
I want to like this again 🙂 xXx
Hhaha thank you. :] I haven’t written in ages. I want to, i feel i need to, but have not and felt too tired. you inspire me though. xxxxxxxxx
😀 Glad to hear it! See you SO very soon xXx
Just remembered this. ❤ It gives me hope.
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