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I Yearn to Whisper Yes
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I Yearn to Whisper Yes |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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I yearn to Whisper Yes I yearn to whisper yes to you under a tree somewhere in the old south under a willow tree perhaps who’s tears drift slowly cleanly layering my hair in green and you with scarlet eyes sunset lit would sing to me a deep and true melody a sigh that lingers against the hair touch of tribute to the curve that bares the loving night a harp would be in cicada concert with my breathe and stars would peek and moonlight linger soft against the alabaster thigh of forever for I yearn for you to close you into my warmth to whisper yes somewhere under a tree in the old south In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Oh, Martie, I think you've outdone yourself this time! Wonderful! Denise |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
With scarlet eyes, sunset lit, This is a beautiful poem, that line was my favorite! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Grandma Jo Member
since 2000-01-02
Posts 51 |
You certainly touch the romantic in a persons heart, I loved it!  |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Except for wonderful words, good thoughts and excellent imagery, this ain't so much!  Another wonderful work, Martie. |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
"Gone with the Wind" comes to mind. Nicely written...set's the mood willing to unwind. Romance, Oh how I love the sound here in the air. With southern comfort and it's flair. The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
Beautiful, Martie. Sounds like Charleston to me! "and stars would peek and moonlight linger soft against the alabaster thigh of forever". Beautiful, I loved that! It matters not how strait the gate; How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. --W.E. Henley |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Martie, This makes me want to head south and find the nearest willow tree~ Martie, this is so romantic. Must have come from a romantic heart and the pen of an exceptional poet. Fantastic! Liz |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I have never been to the south but it seemed the place to stage this romantic interlude. Someday I will travel there and....well maybe.... Thank you all for your wonderful comments! In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Martie, for not having been to the South, you've certainly captured the feeling of a romantic Southern night, from the cicadas to the sunset. The physical and emotional allure this lovely piece implies tugs at the reader's mind. Liked it very much!  Claire |
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