The darkness has a power of its own at times. Especially when one is alone and thinking of someone that sets them on fire with lust. This is one of those dark writes, but an alluring one to. Well done, crimsin. 🙂

Your poetry lives deep within my heart forever. Even if I don’t get a chance to read your work for a few weeks, your words and poetry always amaze me. xo

Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is sweet. “She moves in rhythm as the sun outlines her form.” I enjoyed this.

Beautifully penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Rob, your poem drifts like a half-remembered dream, tender and yearning. Each day carries longing, memory, and desire. The way you reach for someone across nights and cities is heartbreakingly beautiful. Even sleeplessness feels like a lover in your words.

Beautifully done

I love this!
Everything single line

This is spot on. Your passion about art is as vivid as one could reveal. Your a true artist Paulo.

If Art was a dude, we’d be kicking his ass for taking up so much of our time!
yet, it’s a drug, and we are addicted.
You summed it up brilliantly. Well writ.

Art hurts, art is a nail in a guilty as hell criminal’s hand.

Eternally caught red-handed.

Powerfully penned, PAR. Excellent write my friend, you always bring the thunder. Appreciate you.

Damian