Take my hand. Let me lead you into the night, the one outside my door. The dark less frightening when you have someone special to share it with. Hear stars whisper poetry into our eyes, a thousand ancient lines written for those who choose to see. Feel black velvet studded with diamonds wrap itself around our shoulders and puddle at our feet ... beauty known only to those who dance with the moon.
B e a u t i f u l. . .especially love "Hear stars whisper poetry into our eyes!" You whisper into my eyes. . .can you see me whisper back?
B R A V a--!!!! Your friend, admirer, and cohort, 'Pea'
This is an unusual evocative nocturne I think for you! Truely in the spirit of what I've been seeing in the starry skies over my place lately. You are SO tuned in! Besides, I just noticed on the way to your site, just how many titles you've written! Over-whelming
will check out your photo websites links this week while I'm doing some more mixing and CD duping. I'll have time.
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great write Karla...
John
Love tinka
Walt
B R A V a--!!!! Your friend, admirer, and cohort, 'Pea'
love, Carole~
I love your word usage. May I have this dance? Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Second: the poem. If you keep whispering that way...something is going to happen!
Georg
God Bless
Michelle~
stan
will check out your photo websites links this week while I'm doing some more mixing and CD duping. I'll have time.
Blessings and love,
Susan
A most wonderful write, very well penned! BRAVA! Love the pic; beautiful!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
Sheri