Flowing silken tablecloth replacing tattered torn lace that once resembled the intricacy's of a sheltered heart. Maturing intellect allows hearts release from protective custody as playfully you create a field of desires that dance in delight. Knowing uninhibited freedom releases butterflies of fright you listen carefully as the forest of temptation speaks softly within. The reins of your lonely soul cry for a moment of pure bliss as logic steals fantasy's before their allowed to elate into reason. Always returning to a cautiously constructed barrier banning heart's desire.
Gloria...I think this is perhaps my favorite of all the pieces you have written. I love the imagery you use in it to create a detailed picture for your reader. Beautiful, yet sad, this is in it's nature. Wonderful job
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