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warning: sappy, sappy poetry...it's been awhile...bare with me ;-)
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let's start with the way
you emit your shine from the inside
through eyes with a deep glow,
enveloping my soul--
an immodest endeavor--
i'm floating,
featherweight on a zephyr,
finding it hard to decipher
how i got here so swiftly
or maybe i'm drifting--
blown through an infinite realm
of what's unknown
at the helm of a ship--
only the waves are not arduous,
the sky, not ominous,
but rather colorful, soothing,
safe, and serene
or, perhaps, it's a dream [sigh]
i don't want to wake from
unless it's to rise
and be suprised by your eyes
meeting mine as mine open
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Reviews of "immodest endeavor"
Reviewed by Jerry Andrews (Reader)
Reviewed on June 29, 2008
I like the way you use words. You don't bore me at all. Keep writing. Allot a couple of hours a week to just writing what you feel and think. Jerry
Reviewed by Jerry Andrews (Reader)
Reviewed on July 17, 2005
I'll "bare" with you anytime. See what I mean? (Chuckling wisely)-
The poem? Perhaps Jerry
Reviewed by Rodd Jokre (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2004
Hey, everyone does the sappy sappy every now and then... ;) I like the way it flows... Hope the feeling doesn't last too long though, it's not such a good one... ;) Take care up there... ;)
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