Instantaneously their thoughts were the same. And being close... each echoed their liking.
There was no space between them not even a paper thin crack. Alone, except for the prowling cat on the split grey path and singing birds aloft ragged branches the tangled lovers knew.
Angela Norris
Monday, 28 May 2012
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Thanks Nof for the email, I'm humbled by your response to my prose poem.
I liked your too, especially "....silently says it all".
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