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Lady Ollyne Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 337East Coast |
My Dearest, Last night, I floated in the silence of thy touch, surrounded by whisper thoughts, echoing the colors of rainbows. Closing mine eyes seeing thee before me an urging rose to please. Coming undone, thinking those eyes of blue, how they tease. Today, you shall fill my mind. In the stillness of mine, empty I shall memorize each passing touch. Where are you, love when thou art needed? Fading into darkness, I shall be masked in a ghostly myst awaiting inspiration, a word or thought penned on parchment, arriving swiftly by day's end on wings of dove to reign upon me, promises of love, 'til next we meet. Lovingly, Lady Ollyne "O, learn to read what silent love hath writ: To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare [This message has been edited by Lady Ollyne (edited 03-20-2001).] |
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Celeste Senior Member
since 2000-11-11
Posts 597 |
Excellent. Gentle. You have a writing style that I just love.  The greatest part of a writer's time is spent in reading, in order to write; a man will turn over half a library to make one book. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Soft treasures...silky kisses....lovely.... |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Indeed Poet Fair, even the hardest of all Knights would be softened by this treasure of love and light. . . Until next time. . . ---------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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