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| Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader) |
7/15/2012 |
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Dear Sir you speak of such a love, one which pervades your mind in all of your dreaming. Perhaps this will become reality for you
I bow and tip my hat to you
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| Reviewed by pat medlin |
7/12/2012 |
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oh budd i agree with you....'all things ARE real when we feel them in our soul'... you painted me in this picture and i felt every vivid movement in my soul.
your feather soft words have left me with a sense of sad longing...just what a great piece of writing is meant to do.... p |
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| Reviewed by Richard King |
7/11/2012 |
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| GOOD MORNING,,, emphasis on GOOD! Nicely done. Dick |
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| Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse |
7/10/2012 |
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Well Good Morning Indeed!! Oh Sweet Morning Delite!!
Perception may be a key indeed, as I wonder are you
peeping on hubby & me over coffee Budd? ;0
...just teasing you of course
...your words make me realize even deeper how blessed
it is to be in loves arms. Be this a dreamy wish or your
muses dancing with the nectar of love’s embrace or with
the woman you adoringly love & cherish in person...
(or otherwise...) this is a beautiful feeling shared
& even lived & too the seductive sensations that also are
notorious erogenous zones to the neck of us all is:
surrenderingggggggg!!!!
Fresh Ground Coffee with Sweet Irish Cream & Vanilla Beans
Vickie |
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| Reviewed by Odin Roark |
7/10/2012 |
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| Lovely awakening. Everyone should be so fortunate. |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
7/10/2012 |
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| Good descriptions :-) |
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| Reviewed by Kathryn Perry |
7/10/2012 |
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Budd,
You took me to a special place....this is beautiful!
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| Reviewed by Laura Fall |
7/10/2012 |
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Words spoken so tenderly and dear what a beautifully written poem Laura
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| Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley |
7/10/2012 |
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I can only add to what Fee and others said Budd, for I am a visual and empath soul. I feel what others feel, I experience each experience of others. And for every beautiful and meaning poem I read from everyone, in the background plays my music.
This is a moving experience for naught have I only viewed these lovely words of such a beautiful dream you have written, it can be felt and seen in the words you pen.
How beautiful this is Budd...
Love and Light
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
7/10/2012 |
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The kind of love most of us can only dream of and crave in our dreams, you put us into the room to watch this tenderest of scenes unfold Bud and did it so naturally that we were there before lips touched skin...well done my friend. One of your best romance writes.
fee |
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| Reviewed by Vivian Dawson |
7/9/2012 |
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Soft and tender is your approach
*Budd* for a very nice wake up
Lady Vivian |
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| Reviewed by Mark Lichterman |
7/9/2012 |
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From my, "Loves Dream":
Who then can foretell or prompt
or dismiss the slumbering thoughts
that come at night
that bring sighs of longing
upon awakening,
or the tears that form...
Beyond the realm of dreams.
Lovely, longing poem, Budd
Mark
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
7/9/2012 |
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Dreams can seem so real and vivid..Sometimes when I awaken, I have to tell myself that it was only a dream. However, there are signs that perhaps it really wasn't only a dream in the dream world that is...Who knows where we go in our sleep state, Once can only hope that some of our dreams are a partial reality of our sleeping life.
Well I guess you got me thinking tonight..Thanks for the lovely poem to get my brain working once again.
Peace, love and light,
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| Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci |
7/9/2012 |
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Now that's the way to start the day! Love it!
Love ya!
Jane |
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| Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER |
7/9/2012 |
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| A very loving touch with the pen too Budd, bless ya! |
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| Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki |
7/9/2012 |
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Tender moments for special times..make for special writings...
Sandy |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
7/9/2012 |
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| Ah, I know some one who appreciate when her nape is tenderly tended to. Nice work, Budd, I could almost smell the morning wakeup odors, and that's not a bad thing when you're with the one you adore. |
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