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Read MoreThe day started out greatWe watched the sun rise...Our bodies clutched togetherAs we lay side by side.. You were hesitant to get up..Fondling me.. and of course I started growingYou would've played with it foreverBecause you knew where we're going.I...
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Thanks.. I didn’t want to make it too blatant.
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Adds a whole new dimension to “grow-your-own” – I’ll remember your little gem next time I “grow-my-own” on the allotment!
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Awww, I’m so honored!
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Hoi hoi!
Love your poem to bits.My love and I have an allotment garden for 10 years.
But I never heard of earth day before.I planted an acer in my son’s garden on the 22nd.
What a find, this poem of yours on earth day where everything comes together
Talking bout a secret garden!
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Thanks for the cool comments! 😀
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Read MoreAs body and mind begin their long, twisting journey towards full functionality, I have found painting walls to be an ideal workout for both. Not too taxing physically, and only a small amount of brainpower is required. I can just concentrate on...
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This is a calming piece. I like how you occupy you time by painting. Lovely
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You are lovely!
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Thank you. There’s a lot I’m currently unable to do. Life has taken so much away this year. But we will get there.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Not Really Mine…
as passion spills from my pen…
I show him what I’ve written
ask if I should share…
or keep it hiddenhe quietly demures…
shakes his head and says…
he would not censure my words
that I own my verseI smile and sigh
knowing the truth deep inside
without him…
these little love notes…
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Erotic Gardener…That is a good name. Your poem gives me a subtle invitation in the beginning without saying it out right till the end what the tree was.