Prismatic Song (poem) by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Dark Knight (Reader)

Reviewed on March 30, 2008

Breath Taking....

Reviewed by Darryl Omari

Reviewed on March 28, 2008

Enjoy you immensely, Sensual Poet.

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on March 25, 2008

Such Romantic beauty and deep love.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on March 25, 2008

Wow this is a stunning write of a sensual poet!
The page is malting!!
Peace Love and hugssss...Morning star

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

A beautiful pen of love.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

Vickie,

Sensuality is explicit in each and every line. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

The passion of a poet's words can grip the heart and soul of another poet like no other. When two poets make a connection the flow of passionae energy sparks like loose wires hanging from a telephone pole in a storm. Great post Vickie...enjoyed this one a lot.
hugs
Fee

Reviewed by R Beeman

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

a deep spiritual essence is sent within your words. you are too, indeed a deep mirror reflecting back the passion, love, hopes, and dreams that are contained within you. your words speak of a journey never lost by your ink. wonderful.

randy

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

Sensual plea of love from the pen of a sensual poet.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

To me, this expresses "love" on a "higher plane" beyond the simply physical realm. At least, that's the way your thoughts come across to me, Vickie. Love and hugs,

Regis xo

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

And while you're in the mood sweet girl, live it up big time, you're oozing sensues romance, dance and sway to the devils hornpipe ..........it will fill you deeply in convulsive sweet musics flow,,open yourself to it, and enjoy! Jasmin Horst

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

In the nostrils the perfume of her are entering like a love's burglar to conquer the heart, as the embrace comes more tight, and the slender legs wrapped around his body as the dance pushed them towards an obscure corner, where kisses will be the portals to a bodoir full of promises.

Georg

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on March 23, 2008

Your world is so romantic; every time I read your work I feel like I'm swept up in a flowery, Victoria's Secret kind of world where colors and moods swirl in a beautiful dance.