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she sees through me
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into me
with a knowing spirit
she sees through me
to see if I love
she forgets
to remember
her dreams
her needs
they go where they wish
she sees through me
into me
with a knowing spirit
she sees through me
to see if I love
luminous narrative
urges me
to write the painted word
they fall from starved lips
she sees through me
into me
with a knowing spirit
she sees through me
to see if I love
instrument of action
depict the lavish epic
worthy of knowing
words that echo, and passion show
words to declare at length
she sees through me
to see if I love
Lovely...some women do forget
Lovely...some women do forget their own needs...(and some of us labeled "selfish")... ;-)
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
hi
well written and i did spin off wake a couple mins. i'll accredit you for the inspiration
thank you
poetic_eyes
you are an amazing talent
peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot