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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
My mind races across this sea oceans of time that cannot consume me for I have heart and wisdom enough to go around and my love for thee may I fly, never to touch ground. This ocean that comes attempts to seperate our souls yet simple things keep us in control, the slight movement of fingers across your breast, or the sound of your breathing as you so calmly rest. Brings forth our ecstasy that shall not be moved and brings me there closer to you. |
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Ron
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-05-19
Posts 8669Michigan, US |
Fixed formatting (too many blank spaces at end of poem) ... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
oohh Michael... I LOVE this poem ... its beauty lies in its gentle wording and grace of rhyme ... its perfect lovely in its sincerity and longing very nice read..very jm There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very lovely, Michael!  Denise |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Lovely and sad, Michael. Corinne |
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