A Blurred Conversation

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    A Blurred Conversation
    we were having
    a blurred conversation
    hearts a'calving
    too carefully

    came that chance
    to run from monsters
    yet we chose to dance
    to the secret of the sea

    leaving us in tatters
    of that we tathered
    but when you're in love
    nothing else matters

    stupidly

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    Insideme commented on A Blurred Conversation

    02-20-2011

    Spoken like one who knows how blind love is. Logic and love often dont accompany one another, another beatiful piece of your heart spilled out onto this one..
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    Teardrops commented on A Blurred Conversation

    06-23-2010

    I like this a new take on the love poem and yes we have to jump while the iron is hot . Thanks for the read Marie
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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