Electro Magnetic Pulse, thank you, no
Early Morning Physical training, yeah, no...not since my military days
and ways.
Early Morning Poetry
Before the suns' rise,
A spot on the edge of the
Eastern earth,
Grows brighter with delight,
But,
Not just yet.
Sounds and letters
Are ready, waiting
Solar panels,
Hands spread, before the keys,
Recharge, with poetry read
Until the suns' Rise
Ignites the passion, the fire
In your beautiful eyes!
5:39 am Pacific
©DWE022014
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
Electro Magnetic Pulse, thank you, no
Early Morning Physical training, yeah, no...not since my military days
and ways.
Early Morning Poetry
Before the suns' rise,
A spot on the edge of the
Eastern earth,
Grows brighter with delight,
But,
Not just yet.
Sounds and letters
Are ready, waiting
Solar panels,
Hands spread, before the keys,
Recharge, with poetry read
Until the suns' Rise
Ignites the passion, the fire
In your beautiful eyes!
5:39 am Pacific
©DWE022014
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