DAY of days ..

whispersmylovedays gone time spent

rush run that door sent

moving as if time stands still

not fast enough slower drills

rain pelting sounds whispering

chimes play tired so tired

days gone time spent

beside who running to

who’s waiting baited breath

whom awaits at days end

going toward empty rest

lay that heavy breast

days gone time spent

no other thoughts send

air breeze blowing winds

heart heavy mending fend

emptying sending blowing winds

… *tired been a real stressful week for me* i need to dye my hair .. maybe some dark streeks in the blonde will make me feel better .. yes .. i failed at a task ..

Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

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