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Whoa! What a deep passionate read you grad the heart and ran with it, soul
bound. Can I share a post TIME WILL TELL page 3 poem 1 i'll continue to read. Thank You.
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Mystereo
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posted by
_teddypoet_
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December 12, 2007
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posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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Good Night, Sweet Raye
Until the Morrow...
posted by
_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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Good!


Though I'll be missing you as always; tomorrow is already somewhere..
posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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Heading there soon for a short one...
nice of you to ask, Hon.

posted by
_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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Missing You too Dearest
Did you get a nap?

posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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Wonderful seeing you...missing you.



posted by
_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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So moonlight lovely Dearest...
posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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Night falls without a sound
starlight drape floats clean 'round
dark eyes beaming,
beaming
streaming down
Love from a western Light
is found...
posted by
_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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Loving You is so Purple my Darling Ted
Yes, sad when not hearing your voice or laugh..
...
Awaiting the next enclosure of your arms and song...

posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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Your voice
such a brilliant beam of sweet Light
touching kindeness into my depths
a moment away from you
is the saddest
Forever
posted by
_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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Your Love
'tis Everything...


posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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'tis nothing, Dearest One...
you are special Delight!


posted by
_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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Ohh how Beautiful my Love!
You make me feel so special...I'm easy to delight by your hand...;)


posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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Siempre 


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_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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posted by
PoetRaye
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May 2, 2006
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she is a festival of Happy Light
all ways I search
every direction there runs Joy with Beauty
senses alive take wing
'tis of Love Deep that I sing;
of the hungered taste swimming
teardropshine brimming,
brimming
her voice,
sweetest peal of Heaven's wing
floating serenely through
that great, wide bleu
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_teddypoet_
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May 2, 2006
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