Moonflower (poem) by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 30, 2013

Sometimes Ludwig sounded dissonant in the beginning of his sonatas and it would somehow come together after the ominous intros hidden away in the dark passages to a brighter light that spoke of genious. This love you speak of is not something you secrete alone in the night but share in those opulent dreams...you do not come out like a sunflower as you do not expose or announce your presence as loud as day but subtly and refreshing little by little as your presence becomes obvious and cannot be denied.
Amor

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on July 14, 2013

Belle, Many hide their feelings of love and can only
show themselves at certain times. Very romantic and only " La Belle Rouge " can articulate this.

Always,

Deborah

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on July 12, 2013

Feelings that warmed my heart and
left me overcome by that feeling
of serenity *La Belle*

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on July 11, 2013

Very romantic poetic song.

Peace, love and abundant blessings,

JMD

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on July 10, 2013

beautifully penned
love the accompanying music
love & peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on July 10, 2013

~Lady La Belle~
Opulence of exquisiteness..claret nucleus of my heart exposed..a mysterious moonflower blooms. Lovely enchanting petals to reflect
on this beautiful poetry.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Dark Knight

Reviewed on July 9, 2013

takes my breath away-this poem does--lucky guy whoever this is

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on July 9, 2013

Belle, somewhere a man more fortunate than he may ever know is loved intently by a most gracious woman. Sigh! A romantic work filled with all of the passion love offers. May love and peace be always with you my dear friend. Jon Michael

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on July 9, 2013

I must say I'm not particularly fond of women who do not come out in the sun, but keep themselves closeted away and only expose their feelings in the dark of night in the pale moonlight so pallid.

Nice poem though.

Ron

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on July 9, 2013

a beautiful romantic write of love for him
budd

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on July 9, 2013

'no I am not his sunflower, nor his brash daisy I come to him in the moonlight of his dreams'....'softly my petals reflect whitest luminescence in the night, in the cool enchantment of his night'---ROMANTIC AND HEAVENLY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on July 9, 2013

And how lucky would 'he' be to gaze his eyes into that Moonflower. Well done!
Cheers,
Dan