by Dena L. Moore
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Where are you, my love…
I hear your whispers, so tantalizing
So fragile…a soft caress, a drifting breeze
Touching my face, lifting my tears on wings
It is all I have left now…all you have given me
For all of the years I have offered my heart,
Offered my soul, my direction….to you…
Beyond those years, beyond threads of lingering memories,
I bury myself in the scent of pain, I invoke the words
Last spoken…to crush all desire to reach out to you,
But the truth is…the truth, the horrible truth
Is that you suddenly seem so much closer
When my heart is aching so, when my veins quiver
As they are quivering now…as if they could wrap themselves
Around you and never let you go…
Dena L. Moore
March 9, 2005
Dena's Poetry: Poetry of Love, Loss, & the Occult
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|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
A romantic poetic flower... "Oh..." is a glowing page to enrich the Poetry's treasure.
Keep posting, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson
|Sad but,lovely and well written!|
|Reviewed by D May (Reader)
|Dena, nice write. Is it me or have you been gone??? Either way, so nice to see you again. I have missed your writing.|
|Reviewed by Sherry Gibson
Nicely written. Very sad, but eimoton is always good!
|Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
|Lovely...very very lovely write!!!!|
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Such a beautiful poem Dena, this was just lovely,