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Jan 01, 2009
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O, poet, my poet
my lips tingle as
words like droplets
of pleasure pause
and make haste within
a single breath
falling effortlessly
away from me into
surrounding pools of
silent awe…
— theladyblue, Jan 01, 2009
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W.C.Wampler
17 years 5 months ago
Poet poem
theladyblue
17 years 5 months ago
ever read an author that
Quillsvein1
17 years 5 months ago
you have
Ink Dragon
17 years 5 months ago
Emarie
Rett
17 years 4 months ago
Ditto on all the above!
theladyblue
17 years 4 months ago
awesome!!
Electric Blue
17 years 4 months ago
O poet, my poet
Electric Blue
17 years 4 months ago
O poet, my poet