Treasure Island

Heather Burns


Sweet Persuasion


The wind
blew
passionately

gathering
fragments
from the
past

Echoes
whispered
I heard you
playfully
in
the wind

blowing
in my
direction

Sweet
phrases
from your
lips

a touch of
sweet
persuasion.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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  • Sallam Yassin (9/7/2013 4:14:00 PM)

    the sweetness is always there
    from the memories of past
    in heart
    only need winds to blow
    persuasion of love
    sweet persuasion of love (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (9/4/2013 12:28:00 PM)

    Gentle riddle plays, when it stopped by on my skin...do i remember past things the last one when it was here...sweet persuasion by nature breath_Soul (Report) Reply

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