Supernal Splendor (poem) by E T Waldron on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on February 10, 2008

Holy smokes!!!
There goes the calmness of my evening... hubby will love you for this one ;-)
Love,
Becca~

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on February 10, 2008

Sweet surrender, for sure. It should always be this good.

Ron

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on February 10, 2008

oo..la la

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 10, 2008

WOW!

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on February 10, 2008

...and then the tenderness snuggles will prolong the moment, don't letting the warmth to fade...nor the passion.

Georg

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

The beauty and splendor of a Casanova love is something we all dream about........

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

Wow! I'm sure as I prepare for sleep your words here will play an impotant part of bring my love to me.

You gave me a wonderful gift in these lines,
"deep dark eyes above
me that bless, I writhe
in rhythmic readiness"

so true...so true!
blessings and love,
Susan

Reviewed by Dee C.

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

The heat in the room just went up 20 degrees!!!
Very hot hot write!!
Dee

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

very beautiful write my friend...filled with passion, the music is a great compliment as well! Enjoyed, well done indeed!
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

Lovely writing, Eileen; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

Overload! Overload! Overload! Prepare for launch into the stratosphere of consuming passion. Whew! Is it hot in here or is it me? Lovelllllly poem E T. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

I betcha say this too all the blokes

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

...you have given us enough heat here...to forget winter...was a season we share.
excellent Eileen...
John

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

How the sweetness of lust....if not for your well-crafted poem, I might not remember what it was like. ~ Sara

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

What else can be said about your superb pen
with love
Ron

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

This was 'good' and really 'hot'...really 'hot' and 'good'

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

Oh boy . . . It was the thrust that made this poem what it is . . . And what it is, is . . . er . . . Supernal Splendor . . . Whew!

Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

Steamy. :)

Be well and happy,
Kathy

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

*Whew* This one hits the stratosphere with passion, carries you (and the fortunate one blessed enough to read) past - well done, Eileen, indeed.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.