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Month: December 2018
A blanket, soft and warm, with the faintest hint of her perfume.
Within a moment in time
Feeling the miles that separate us
Fleeting pictures of you in my mind
Wishing for the time to go by
The thought of your touch
A dream of your kiss
Looking upon the face of my angel
Your voice calling out my name in passion
So many images run through my head
As I wrap myself on this cold winter night
Dreaming the dream that is my one true love
To be back in your arms
For the rest of our days
All these thoughts of you run through my soul
As I sit here under a blanket, soft and warm, with the faintest hint of her perfume
Swirling in my head.
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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/12/01/december-writing-prompts-2/
A mirror image of who he once was.
Once a dashing young prince of a man
A smile that would make the ladies swoon
Covered from head to toe in a bronze tan
The stature of a legendary British Dragoon
Feats of bravery and daring heard near and far
Winning the ladies hearts across the land
Many looked upon him like a star
His good looks and hard body went hand in hand
But as always, the case
A foe beyond his strength did rise
His slow fall from grace
An enemy did take him by surprise
It was neither man nor beast
An adversary that was so sublime
A fight he put up at least
The prosecutor of his demise
Was an enemy without pause
An opposition working overtime
Made him a mirror image of who he once was
The enemy of his was non-other than father time.
Prompt Courtesy of : https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/12/01/december-writing-prompts-2/
A Soldier's Walk 