And Blue

And when my thoughts bleed to hue,
Passion is my window's view.
Crimson, seas, magenta fades,
Lavender hills and trees that wave.
White crested mountains, and frilly sea lace,
The glimmered reflection of love's moon face.
Yellow the roses, sunlight with dew,
My favorite, though, always is blue,
Reflected from, my eyes, same color,
Knowing our touch is like no other.
Midnight, sky, cobalt and spring,
Carried and feathered by the jay's wing.
Passions window,burns flame of two,
Always and only , I think of you.

Raine Les 3/24/2008

very nice

post a pic or my ear is grafted shut, what are you too good for the rest of us

Ear

And with such sweetness to my heart,
Without your ear would you depart?
Naught, I think, you're in a mood?
No need to sound a little rude.
To post a picture I would need
Them in my puter, upload, indeed.
When I am able, I sure will,
Until that day, I hope that still,
You would bless me, read some more,
And keep your ear as before.

Raine Les 3/24/2008

First post beautiful!

Second post- you tell um!

I agree with Teddy beautiful and second one yes a little rude.

loved it

NICE!

very vivid really good