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Hold on to it..
I felt like I was holding on to the last time I made love. Something, maybe I should remember, only if they were still with me! That was excellent.
posted by
SomeoneElse
on January 16, 2008 at 10:52 AM
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as promised--
shalom
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posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on January 16, 2008 at 9:02 AM
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Warmth
Beautiful ..love your style .. sometimes i dream the verses i've written too
posted by
Inspired8
on January 16, 2008 at 12:56 AM
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I snuggled up quite nicely with this poem. I found it warm and comforting without ever giving up. Very nice work, my friend! sam
posted by
sam444
on January 15, 2008 at 3:06 PM
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Great imagery, NightMajik...
posted by
saul_relative
on January 15, 2008 at 7:50 AM
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Very nice job!
thanks for sharing
posted by
mariaki
on January 15, 2008 at 5:37 AM
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Such a beautifull poem NightMajic! Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on January 15, 2008 at 5:35 AM
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NightMajik
It is good, if, in the wreckage of love, one can continue to hold on to the warmth and not be overwhelmed by the coldness of the moment.
posted by
TAPS.
on January 15, 2008 at 5:05 AM
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