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Post by Waves of Love on Jan 2, 2005 15:37:15 GMT -5
Vanilla haunted that door Lace rose soft at the moon smiles of passion overwhelmed my thoughts they met our tears my soul is free a desire to spill your joy throw it to the four winds possesses the heart in me. (I got irritated looking around for some of the words...so I'm not sure if all the words come from the drops of poetry section...and this is my first time at this site, so helpful criticism is appreciated
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Post by (Amaranthine) on Jan 3, 2005 0:07:35 GMT -5
Welcome to TPS, I hope you like it here Nice poem- I like the first line- it was interesting how you put it, the rest in good too.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2005 16:09:02 GMT -5
Little choppy, but good for what you had to work with. Nice one.
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Post by *Whisper* on Jul 24, 2006 15:39:48 GMT -5
I love the feelings of joy that I get in this! Great job!
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Post by robbon on Jul 24, 2006 20:15:52 GMT -5
smells, sight and emotions all expressed so poignantly. keep writing and I'm sure that the words will come.
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