|Reviewed by Asa Seeley
|i know how you feel. now, the question is... how does she feel? thanks for the share
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|Don't even worry about gifts! This woman has your soul and the pleasure of your company..........love is all!!
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|Love is not money...And money is not love!
Never under estimate your worth *Jerry*!!!
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Beautiful in the upmost heart..very giving~|
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
to give your love as this is the perfect gift, I hope she has the feeling to accept it knowing it is more than any other can offer. As for ancient dust I sincerely doubt that your mind and heart are very alive and passionate as your well written words always betray.. I hope to have multitudes more to pleasure in reading.
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|Aw Jerry this is Absolutely Splendid poetry my friend Laura
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|You have one gift that most do not possess–and this poem exemplifies what I'm talking about. Your Muse is all you need to keep her heart warm.
|Reviewed by Janna Hill
|Ohhh. Simply beautiful Jerry.
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Wow! I always read every single word you write anyway, but this title begs the reader to open the poem as fast as they can....Beautiful declaration of love...you've left nothing out..this is raw and real and heartwarming.....you ROCK, Jerry!
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|Being in love with love has many benefits, as well as pitfalls. Knowing and thinking love offers much to ponder. This piece suggests there's much to be realized.|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Ah yes, but ancient dust has something to offer her as well, if only an allergic sneeze, it is better than nothing...e|
|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|Ah but what are gifts truly, what are their worth? Is it not the sentiment of the heart that means more than anything? Materialism is materialism and those things can only sit upon a shelf and gather dust.
Love is worth more than any trinket that can be bestowed upon a person. The heart and the words are the true treasures that can be given and kept, framed in another's heart forever. For a position in life (status), also means nothing. It is all the heart and only the heart that speaks truth in love.
As said "I love you supremely,
How could I love you any more?" In those very first lines are all the wealth in the world you can give another. Nothing can stand up to this.
This is beautiful poem of love Jerry
Love and Light