Dear S.
Oddly, this poem made me hopeful. I don’t even know why. Maybe this; I know you worked well and hard to make this poem and while you were doing it, you may have felt it relieve your sorrow and emptiness. Am I wrong? If I’m lucky, when I’m low and have the freedom to write, if I’m not put upon by some duty or demand and I find few words to write, it frees me a bit from my palatable discord. Is this it?
Thanks for writing this.
Jim

This poem gives me a feeling that the writer is tired but will continue their plight on putting words on the page. Nice;))

Powerfully penned, LDF. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Awww that is so sweet. Nice memory.

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. I don’t show my tender side often, this one was letting my guard down, big time. It was a special memory, in fact they’re the biggest reason I quit drinking. That and I didn’t want to damage them mentally by not understanding why daddy drinks so much. I didn’t want to scar them. I brought tears to my own eyes now. Best choice I ever made. Appreciate you.

Damian

Ditto.

Born in Minnesota so snow has a special place in my heart. Although I prefer to watch it through a window. When the kids get excited about it, it’s like magic is happening. My daughter is a huge winter fan. She talks about how she would beg to go out in snowfall & I would bundle her up to keep her warm. Made sense to me. She saw it differently…”Mom, I was bundled so snug I practically needed to be folded to get on my sled. I was a starfish!” This one brought back memories…& laughter, my friend

Sometimes emotion comes out as a savage storm that cannot be contained.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you, Adira, it means a lot to me

Chère F.,

I guess that you just cannot know
For me this is how it’s supposed to be
Your soft words really hit hard
They resonate deeply with me

I love it to bits!
Kind regards, Gus

If you can’t hate anyone then you almost certainly love everyone.
Do I love you from a distance? Of course I do.
It would get trickier if there wete no distance and lust and love melt into each other.
Great write Fia….
Give love away it’s no good keeping it to yourself.

Tickle me strawberry. It’s fantastic!

Beautifully penned, Fia. Into the book it belongs! Fantastic write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

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A single sock has never been sadder.
Maybe it’s under the bed?
I fully agree with this poem overall.
🙂

What is the meaning of Delusional?! I’ve always heard her described it so…. I guess I need to buy a dictionary

Cleverly penned, Fia. This was a very witty write my friend. Incredible wordplay. lol. Appreciate you.

Damian

Maybe if he masturbated in front of her the act could either intise or push her away. Regardless, the pleasure was cuming.

Jezzz…men….