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Soleil Noir Senior Member
since 2001-12-19
Posts 688USA |
More, again. Don’t tell me a blue breeze Chilled me, nor that I must be fastening a fever, for heat Blushed me royal, having now Settled inward, never to leave again; Don’t tell me old wives’ tales While someone is stomping my grave, for Even with your own eyes, was spied a Suddenness of flesh rising prickled, This was not a morbid wives’ tale ~ It was feeling your love rush through, waxing even now And you are no where close. Oh, I hear your thoughts, and if you could, You’d be holding tight, again. So, don’t tell me That once is never enough, For I will only laugh, and cry, Ditto. Or, didn’t you know, I love you more? |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"It was feeling your love rush through, waxing even now And you are no where close. Oh, I hear your thoughts, and if you could, You’d be holding tight, again. So, don’t tell me That once is never enough, For I will only laugh, and cry, Ditto. Or, didn’t you know, I love you more?" Excellent write Soleil! Good to read you hear today! Hugs~ ~ Those who complain the sun has gone out of their world |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
beautiful... |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice read  |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Extreme passion within this Soleil. You make your point well within the penning. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"It was feeling your love rush through, waxing even now And you are no where close." understanding this |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Much enjoyed. SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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