Desire and lust–she certainly has the right stuff to stir emotions and fan passionate flames inside of boys, men, and grandpas who ain’t dead yet. She reminds me of the gas station owner’s wife who’d sell us boys cokes and peanuts, then send us away with big lumps in our pants. (Through no fault of her own–all she did was make change and smile) Thoughts of your Mirislavka will be with me all day.

Bless you Sam you just made this old fella’s day .. Kindest of regards, Neville 😎👍

Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write with brilliant detail and wonderful storytelling my friend. Outstanding work. Appreciate you.

Damian

You ALWAYS write in deep details making your poem very special, making it feels real, like it’s here and now… another wonderfully passionate sweet romantic love poem✨💖🔥💕

The pair of beautiful bruises seemed to be a secret that was shared and created a fond memory

Tremendous. You nailed it.

Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

I wonder if she left because she was scared that she would feel more than just a fling or did she just want you to pay for the bill. Enjoyed this.

Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. Great storytelling. Appreciate you.

Damian

I don’t know, one minute she was there and the next .. she was just history and a poem in the making .. However, I sincerely thank you for stopping by .. Neville 😎👍

A captivating write! Well done, Neville! “)

Your the Boss I can live and run with that .. thanks again & truly tooly .. Neville 😎👍

Great write and deserving of a silver medal.
Cova left because she knew if she stayed three people would suffer.What a beautiful kind soul she was.
Just think, she’s out there somewhere reading a poem or singing a song and there you are ….right there in her mind.
See….she never left you.
🙏

What a deliriously delightful thought you have left here for me .. Thanks a million Peter .. Seasons best & all good things for the swiftly approaching New Year .. Neville

This hurts. a lot of deep meaning behind this.

Powerfully penned, Neville. Wow the pain and hurt in your words cut deep my friend. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Too many ghosts, too many horrors in that field, Neville. I can imagine if you look close enough, you can see blood mingling with the grass, feel the stabs and thrusts, hear the screams. A place where even a blue sky, soaring hawks, and warm sun, cannot make this place feel safe, welcoming.

Beautifully written Neville.

Curt

Although seemingly it was just a field, it was also one of those rather special places I happened to stumble upon that had its own very strong atmosphere .. a bit like Lourdes, or Deeley Plaza (for me anyway) .. and it was only afterwards when I did a spot of research that I found out about the history .. I can still feel it now as I type this thank you .. Thanks a million Curt .. Neville 😎👍

Wow. I’m stunned. Brilliant work, my friend. On many levels.

Powerfully penned, Neville. Love the layers and depth of this write my friend. Excellent work. Appreciate you.

Damian