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Read MoreDoesn’t pledge come before promise,And promise before reward?And before these must come the hintThe touch before the word.***In the cool of the evening as the long shadows fallWe walk closer in the fading lightYour hand first touchesThen slips in...
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There’s a touch of apprehension and romantic expectation that happens I’m familiar with. It’s that little rush of excitement that brings a flush to the skin. You’ve seized on that to me with this poem in all your details. Very well done.
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Thank you. Romanticism is a dying art. Don’t know if I’m reviving it in the least, but I enjoy the effort.
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My sensual Joe,
your words, your words has me intensely yearning ❤️
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All long to feel as if we’re the consummate measure of desire. Yearning is good for the imagination.. What is imagined can be 🌼
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Read MoreI am tired with the word what do you do for a livingA question whose answer will take you away from meBecause I am not productive enoughYes I have not collected much stones recentlyLike penguins do on an islandBut...
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Thank you. 🙂
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I like what I do, but it is quite maddening to spend so much time at work. And really with work it’s all you work and hope to have a good day and maybe it will or maybe it will be shitty. Just feels so repetitive after awhile. Some days I just want to run off screaming.
Great ink
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It is not the work itself. It is how we are perceived of what we do.An economist for example does not become friend with someone that works at client service. Let alone have him a lover. We are percieved as work and that is quiet disturbing.
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I find it disturbing as well. It takes the humanity out of the work place.
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Yes.
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Read MoreThe Hell within… was sparked by traumatic events. The Hell within my mind… was seared into my memory. The Hell within my heart… is the locomotive force of my writing. The Hell within… will remain as I refuse what was my heaven!
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I really appreciate that, Adira. I know I could comment more. Im just not much of an analyst lmao! Just a writer haha. Doesn’t mean I don’t read your work. Again, 😊 thanks!
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Powerfully penned, Daniel. Amazing write, you’re a very authentic writer my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreThe shadow I cast at night, is that of my soul on fire. The shadows of my passion, cast onto the faces of others. The shadow of a tall flame, one that rises the more it consumes. The shadows within… cast themselves...
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Powerfully authentic, Daniel. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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A true fan you are! Appreciate you!
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Read MoreAre we gazing into the mere moments we have left? Not into each other's eyes, rather into the only time we have left? Rather than moments, let's gaze on into many years ahead! When we’re old and still in-love…
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Beautifully penned, Daniel. Into the book it belongs! Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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