Was there lust
well, he would have
can’t speak for her
What about love
well, he spoke of it
can’t say she heard
Was there anything
well, they’re in touch
can’t tell how much
What happened then
well, she saved him
can’t say if for herself
Well
EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen
'odd lines, short poems, bits of prose'
Ahhh when it goes from acquaintances to friendship to the first tendrils of love… when those thoughts and feelings are just beginning to coalesce into… whatever it is to become.. nicely penned!
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Thank you, Tara! Woke up with this, jotted down as is, then thought why not today, just changed the last line, well – it’s more me… him, her.
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Glad you shared it with us.
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Brilliant my friend 👍🖤🖤
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Thank you! 🤠
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You’re welcome as always 🖤
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Excellent Eric.
Didn’t she hear him? Her loss.
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Guess its more did she want too?
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Oh well…
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You have the most brilliant short mind jostles for us. I love them. They make one think
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Thank you very much – it’s good to hear I’ve not lost my touch.
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Excellent, Eric! You’ve documented the journey of the relationship well. 🙂
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Thank you, Susi.
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You’re welcome!
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