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    100% All In

    it doesn’t matter how I movehis eyes are lockedclocking how I walktracking each shift of my hipswatching my legs cross when I sithe sees...everythinghe's got that x-ray vision if there's one thing I've learned...I tell myself this...girl, just do what...

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    • Passionately penned, Willow. Excellent write my friend, this had a little R&B sass to it. Dig it. Nice arrangement with the rhythm section driving the vehicle as an accompaniment to these bars you’re slinging. It’s Fire!! Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Interesting you use the word sass…my nickname as a child was Sassy. Guess it never faded. Thank you, my friend 😊

    • WHOA!!! Willow, this is 100% passionate, sensual… sexy!!
      Love this line: “fire infused and filled with intention”. I swear, as I read this line, I could feel Heat spreading out from the computer screen and melted my keyboard. WTH, now I have bandaged fingertips…😎 now where did I put that fire extinguisher??!! Loved the music and singing.. I give it 100 snaps, 10 Hell Yeses, and sway the hips danceable!

      Curt

      • Well damn! That’s a lot! Much appreciated! I don’t have a fire extinguisher but Volupta routinely had me hitting the cold shower with her erotica. So I get it! Thank you, Curt 😊

    • I read this without the music, then listened to it. Both ways show the heat you were trying to convey. I love the part where you say he loves your mind. It’s a potent thing.

      • According to him, my body is banging but without my mind, it’s just anatomy. He never leaves me questioning my value in the space of us. Thank you, Fia 😊

    • A great piece of dedication and spiciness, tight one Lady

    • Full of passion and power. Tremendous work.

    • Brilliant work. Powerful.

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    Love Sonnet LXIX

    Love Sonnet LXIX   Love isn’t always on time, sometimes it travels back country roads, avoiding ruts and detours, and often, gets lost on unmarked lanes of dead   ends. And then, then you come across an open field filled with Blue Bells and Poppies, swaying to African...

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    • It comes exactly when it means to. Sometimes when we’re not looking. Beautiful poem

      • Exactly, Willow. And, I think too, this “unexpected love” is or becomes the love of your life!! Thanks for your kind words, Willow, you and they are much appreciated.

    • Both beautiful and brilliant… and when it’s unexpected it’s more fulfilling and overwhelming… and… right.

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    This is a Mess

    The world is anorphan's broken toy.Heart like a ferrel hog,untamed by cages andstarvation.The depth of misery andelation sink dripping teethinto ripe peaches.Come on in.Ignore the floating, bloatedbodies.There's a pool of Shalomsomewhere.We all want to be healed.

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    revelations

    my solemn mood had nothing to do with youit was my inner girl singing the bluesa melody of sadnessstrung together with notes of painsubtle hints of what was troubling mewithout revealing itselfa twinge of guilta little hurtindiscrimanate feelings that...

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    • Well done, Brenda. I like this.

      • thank you graciously dearest Adagio I didn’t write anything yesterday so I thought I would today I’m glad you liked it ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend, I know what it’s like to sing the blues. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Chère C.,
      Breath everyday – write everyday.
      But then, i don’t have this nice artwork.
      With the whole picture you draw me in.

      Keep on keeping on, said Curtis.
      Warm regards, Gus

      • hello dearest Gus good morning I try to write everyday not everyday is great thank you for the love on this ❤️

    • Powerful work. Excellent.

      • good morning dearest Thomas hello thank you for showing me love on this ❤️

    • You’ve strung together the notes of pain very well. Perhaps singing the blues can be just as cathartic as writing about them. We can only hope.

    • Those solem moods are tricky. We can’t always keep them locked down. And then others feel the dark coolness of their touch. Beautifully written, Brenda 🧡

      • good evening beautiful Willow yes they are and they come from nowhere somtimes… thank you for the love here ❤️I wrote a poem called Nostalgia about you and other poets…

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    Validate This...

    reality is this...I don't require your permission...just to existso keep your indulgence to be who I am validation isn't yours to give...yes...it's a gift...but it comes...from within oh shit...by your own rules...did I just invalidate you?oops

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