...cloud like a dream

...the breeze slowly pushes you on your cloud and she by drifts on a cloud like a dream and floats through your mind as you watch the day sail by and she smiles and waves on her billowy couch and you smile and your heart begins to race and you suddenly realize her smile is etched into your eyes and your thoughts are surrounded by her image and your heart is branded by her sweet searing smile and you search for the cloud she smiled from and all the clouds look the same and you wish that your cloud could merge with hers and her smile would be with you forever face to face and you frown but her smile you see when you close your eyes makes you smile again and your heart beats faster but aches because her smile has left a scar there and you feel her smile and your heart picks up pace and you wait with longing and hope for her cloud to sail by again with her on her billowy couch and the breeze slowly pushes you on your cloud like a dream...

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old friends

old friends searched online for former friends surprised to see untimely ends friends, their spouses, moms and dads sad to see the deaths they had the inexorable tick and tock of time, leads us all to fields, sublime through twisting, turning hands of fate, soon we'll all be known as "late" years roll on, time is passed no one knows how long it lasts each life is counted out by days as friends we oft go separate ways friend's faces show the lines of age as each one turns his separate page fools fleeting time waits for no man eighty years our lives may span so count your days with special care for who knows how, who knows where our beating hearts will one day stop find old friends before they drop © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image adapted: By SDRandCo via morguefile.com

Life Without Color

Someone asked, "What would your life be without color?" I answered, "My life would be pallid and pale without color. Each day would be drab, dreary and dismal. There'd be no primary colors, no rainbows, no yellow sunshine, no red-blue-yellow sunsets and no white clouds. No white snow or black storm clouds. I'd walk in an indistinct and neutral existence. No green trees, no green grass, no blue seas, no blue skies, would leave me cheerless and dry. My face would not turn red with anger or embarrassment. My face would not turn white with fear or pain. I'd not grow green with envy. Nothing would be just black and white. My life would be full of motionless emotion, if there were no color. © 2013 ajwrites57 Image URI: http://mrg.bz/fwDYZp Image URI: http://mrg.bz/g6haeq By Hairysuncold Please find my other writings on Hub...

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