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Starry Affair
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Starry Affair |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869
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The night becomes alive with dead roses, their essence still in the air wilted petals still bleed with passion violins mourn this starry affair. In the peaceful slumber of the night, silhouettes quietly appear. Behind the cobwebs of the fog, a mist of lavender tears. Whispers echo in the moonlight, shadows come alive in the breeze, dead roses soft as black velvet, a wingspan of blackbirds in the trees. The night becomes alive with dead roses, but wilted petals still bleed with passion. Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Poignant turn, here...I could smell this poem! I like its nostalgic message too...lovely A |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Thank you Amaryllis, nice to hear from you and happy you enjoyed my words. James..Thanks for stopping by and commenting. ~Victoria |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very well expressed sentiment. Enjoyed the read. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
very nice, my friend ... "but wilted petals still bleed with passion" - excellent line!! j. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Heady images of antique lace and lavender. Enjoyed the read. |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Thank you j. and Jimmy and TD. So happy you all enjoyed my night poem. Thanks for peeking in. ~Victoria Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. |
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