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Read MoreThe wind, a phantom legion, howled its ancient song, Through skeletal branches, where dead leaves clung. A tempest brewed, a symphony of dread, whispering secrets of the long since dead, The house, a wounded beast, with shutters torn and weak,...
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hello beautiful Willow good afternoon thank you graciously for the love on this we both appreciate it deeply ❤️
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You forgot a birthday. Well, it looks like you made up for it. lol
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I hope I dont forget yours … or ill surly be dead
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Sam, I hope you’ve learned your lesson! Maybe invest in a calendar? Lol, God forbid you forget an anniversary. 😉 Great read, just enough to get the blood pumping.
xx ~P.G💋
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what calendar ??? OMG there are calendars to remind us of those stuff???? crap…
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Hoi hoi
Love this one a lot. Really good write.
The corners of my mouth have a will of their own and keep on turning up.Did you ever considerate writing a song to the accompaniment of slamming doors?
If you are not going to do it, I will.
Well, honestly someone’s got to do it huh?I’ll be on the look out for your next.
Kind regards, Gus-
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No I haven’t thought of writing that song… You are welcome to do it… I just need some time to heal after that birthday door slamming
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That story sure illustrates a great way to show forgiveness.
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I dont think ladies forgive… they will haunt you until you are dead …
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im sorry… I hope that heightened sense of arousal didn’t get you in trouble. ill go hide somewhere so you dont find me
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twofiftythree posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
I said I don’t do this. poems that behave
that count their beats and beg to sound profound
but here I am the fool you couldn’t save
all rhyme and reason. love still hangin roundI hate this form. it’s polished. cold. confined
like scrubbin blood just so it stains again
I tell myself to leave your heart behind
but every line just drags…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Read MoreI recall my first touchof the most intimate youthe back seat of the vana blanket to conceal the viewI sneaked my young handsbeneath the waist of your clothesand reached down with my fingersdestination unknownyou were so youngI didn’t know...
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Wow! That was a very sensual reminiscence. You really brought the imagery here
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Thank you, Willow. I’m glad you could see it!
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Hoi hoi
Wow! If this isn’t a declaration of love, I don’t know what is.
What a beautiful write!
A great thing you posted it!Kind regards, Gus
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Thank you for seeing this piece as it is, a declaration of love. I appreciate you!
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I enjoy writing about this type of memory. Thanks for reading! Always grateful for your visits and comments.
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Loss of innocence written with impressionist imagery that captivate me as I read. Very well done indeed.
John
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Exceptional ink my friend .. thank heaven for memories eh & of course for poetry .. Neville 😎👍
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This was so perfectly executed that I can’t tell which is whose voice. Powerfully descriptive imagery,both of you 🙌