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Bring Me Back My Dead Love's Kiss.

December 22, 2006 02:22 PM EST (Updated: August 15, 2008 01:59 PM EDT)

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Bring me back, my dead love’s kiss,
I miss the mix and match of our loving days,
The ways of something promised in a touching hand,

The sand of time racing through our joys and ills,
The popping pills, the nightly smokes,
The silly jokes, the pokes of fun in other beds,

The heads all lost in haze and swill,
Just the pill or something stronger,
You no longer fun or funny, the love half gone,

The wrong and right faded to an offish blue,
And you and I buried in our lonely kiss
In the burning hours, I can’t dismiss.

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Tags: youths a stuff shall not endure, memories, poem, crazy days

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Comments: 7

Travis B. Dec 22, 2006, 2:37pm EST

hey Terry, have you ever heard of "Cold Blows The Wind"?

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Minnette McPaul Dec 23, 2006, 7:01pm EST

This is sad and touching. You really are yet another talented writer on gather. An interesting piece of writing. I would comment further but I don't think I know what it is to feel any of this just yet, which in turn leaves my imagination open. Excellent!

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Terry Collett Dec 25, 2006, 3:46pm EST

I appreciate the comments, Jennifer, Travis and Minnette. I cannot say which dead love's kiss is being referred to here. My muse whispers things and out it comes like a fountain of words each one carrying meanings which bring joy, pain and memories that I cannot always remember.

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