how the lotus blossoms in late March

Ann of Norway Oh flames of fiery alchemy are born not of less than love, once they, adorned with garments of the angels, now like two stars become one in the firmament of our pages, we shout hurra and bend a knee to the fates that opened gates to Paradise a thousand times blessed. Is it a yes, oh yes it is a yes? BIg wonderfully satisfied sigh and what a meeting dearest sweet sister and brother mine long may the love bloom anew each day for ever whatever that is. Love so much of it to you from Anuska

everything that Ann said ... sigh ... what a meeting ... love and big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

i love the imagery of the first verse. congratulations and my very best wishes. love judd xxx

I like how you start out speaking in the third person, but end with an "I" statement...how you create a world between these two people and then come back to this world... xoxo Jhena

you know much of seas. therein all life burgeons, melds, mingles; from there, life enjoins to joyous, here, entwines. he is fortunate! it makes me feel. 'though often petals sown to tread; forever vain the roses seemed though grown the deepest red compared her heart; 't were though as loving were an art, and birthed it, she-' author unknown