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| Reviewed by Robert Mellott |
3/15/2009 |
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Very nicely woven fabric, rich in regret... ladened with the beauty of love departing...reminded me of something that tripped off my tongue... Shared below... interesting reading your work... Thanks for sharing... Bob
A Chance Meeting
A mischievous smile
And daring eyes
We met in the prime
Of our intricate lives
A gentle, touching caress
Inflamed our needs and desires
A complex, intrepid dance
Our hearts devised
Both afraid to surrender our hearts
Tripping on our past endeavors
We dared to love without restraint
Only to be caught in our own constraints
And so, we parted that night
With a hollow promise of future delight
Both living our lives apart
As we have, lonely, from the start
Regretting nothing for taking a chance
Our lives & souls truly enhanced.
rlm
08/21/08
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
2/27/2009 |
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| a contribution of tenderness, compassion and the finality of a relation's demise -- this is very beautiful work Vickie -- much love and peace to you my friend -- JMW |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
2/27/2009 |
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I hope that the voice was a bass one, speaking slow ans softly, because the poem deserve to be talked with tenderness.
Georg
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| Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain |
2/26/2009 |
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Vickie~!
Two-thumbs up - you light up the Den with your starbursts of poetic excellence!!
Hugs,
Lance |
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| Reviewed by J'nia Fowler |
2/25/2009 |
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| Beautifully penned and read. Blessings, J'nia |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
2/24/2009 |
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So well done, Victoria. Beautifully written, beautifully read.
-gene. |
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