Love is... addictive,
love is... a drug; you feel it in kisses,
you share it in hugs. Love is... contagious,
love has no cure; it affects everyone:
the rich and the poor. Love is...
a prayer, love is... a plea;
love is... out there
waiting for
me
I LOVE IT....COMPLETELY. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS, LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)
Reviewed on May 28, 2010
This writing has a very pure view of love and it makes a good and resolvable argument. I hope you have found the love; if not now, I hope you will be showered with plenty of it, soon, friend. You have a happy way with words.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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Amazing poetry, love the heart. x
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Anna
Happy Returns..
John
Happy Valentine's Day, Lin