SO GOOD, LONNIE. AND HOW MANY OF US CAN'T RELATE. COMING ACROSS A PICTURE OF 'THAT' SOMEONE AND FLEETINGLY BEING TAKEN BACK TO PLACES WHERE YOU ALLOW YOURSELF TO GO, OR SOMETIMES...DON'T WANT TO GO. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Rolling diasporas in the tabernacles of my mind! Circumscribes it for me. This was a wild roller coaster ride into the Lonnie tunnel of love. Or was it? A+ for originality.
I believe I've written it before, but you are a master at romantic poetry. This one reaches the very core of the mystery of attraction. How a simple photograph can elicit such feelings is something that is quite profound and you have captured it in a bottle of love.
Ahhh . . . What a wonderful piece of writing you have given us here, Lonnie. I love, LOVED your fantastic terminology which gave this special poem its exceptional place in your growing list of magnificent poetry.
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Blessings, Christine
well done!! poignant read
Ron