Thank you’ I will not let death become me, until the grim reaper reads my rites.

Interesting how you go to one time period to the other.

Dear R,

Fantastic blend of dreamscape and lively activities. The flirty and suggestive atmosphere throughout is a very hot ticket. I really liked how you worked in all the references of different movies and forms of dancing. For me, I never knew there could be such a level of passion, especially in the written word. Fabulous write. H 🌷

Fia, thank you.

H. your presence here is a pleasure to the poetry world. I simply genuflect at your kind and caring soul x

Not sure how to edit a submission, but somehow, in internet madness, the pen ultimatum stanza was omitted. As if anyone gives a fuck!

submarines tightly knotted in our gulf

diving for my very existence

when I should have been diving for pearls

This sounds like the pain he felt was caused by her not caring. You cared more so you wrote about it. Nicly penned.

It’s good to read your material again. Some writers whack me upside the head with their weighty words. And I don’t mind a bit. It makes me think. It makes me curious. That’s the best drug to me: Curiosity. So thank you for feeding us this drug of yours.

Thank you Fia. In a nutshell, your interpretation is correct

Cheers Mark. I miss ‘chatting’ to the likes of Gary and your good self. For some reason (prob my IT incompetence) I can’t expand my messages on here. I’ll send my email.

Dear R,

The desolation of being the person who loves more with little, or worse, no return affection is the curse of the one damned for eternity. Having been there this write is very impactful. H🌷

so sorry to read this resonates. beyond cyber madness I send the greatest hug. oo, you get to smell my latest aftershave too. sauvage. lol

Wow this is a sensual way of thinking about nature.

Very kind. Thank you. Autumn is the foreplay…