White lies
Cover the rainfall again
Same replies
Dream on
Wishing wells run like the wind
Pennies being tossed on a whim
Ripple the heartstrings again
The wizard leaves a potion, that's tossed into motion
and speaks of devotion.
It's thrown to the ocean
again.
Does this heart need a puncture of faith?
Is this papercut going to waste?
All that is asked is a treasure of longing,
a whisper of holding. An absence of wronging.
A penny of music
A potion of fingers entwined
And this was the wizard's reply:
Wow. One brilliant line
Wow. One brilliant line spilling into another. I'm particularly enthralled by your ending—a cliffhanger that spoke more powerfully than additional words. Still swimming in this.
Nice Line
"An absence of wronging." Cool use of water. "Is this papercut going to waste?" Ouch. POET! POET! ~S~
I very much like this kne as
I very much like this kne as well!!! It flows well, and just rolls off of the tongue. ;)