Cheers Love

Such a graceful letting go and letting be, Brenda. Our paths cross with such beauty to remind us why we breathe.

Raises my Malbac to your Merlot, and the secrets of sisterhood.

thank you lovely lady yes letting go is hard at times but we get to keep the beauty they passed on to us :) love Brenda

Feeling the ache in this one powerfully.  Memory is a strange thing, is is not?

thank you for feeling me dear one yes it is a strangely beautiful thing.. love Crim

This is so full of melancholy, Crim. One of your best works to date I think. Sometimes our secrets are the best of us.

Thank you for the read.

thank you Missy for such a great compliment.. yes our secrets sigh are the indeed the best of us feed us much passion to create with.. love Brenda

I believe this is absolutely the best poem I have read of yours, Brenda. An honest, reality kind of poem, with no cliched phrases, because none was needed. Your words were simple words of someone lost and reaching back in time to converse to her lover of yesteryear and, "long for your bold brutality." Just a magnificent piece of poetical writing.

thank you Jerry this is a high compliment coming from you and I am honored.. yes just strolling down memory lane.. love Brenda

Honest, raw , you

What more can a poet ask for ?

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thank you dearest Poet you always make me smile :) love Brenda

Precious Crim......you have no idea how this sinks deep within my heart.......I heard my own voice as I read this silently........have no words to describe the emotions.......real live emotions beyond the fantasy ones......brilliant ink....purple luv & hugs xo :)

thank you beautiful Flower for blessing my pages with your love and hugs :) xo Crim

My Beautiful Brenda...there is always one that will light us up in so many ways, both on the surface and deep within are flesh and soul...you have captured this beautifully coupled with the ache in these words...you have again outdone yourself lovely one....I love you!

xoxo Taryn

thank you beautiful one I am aglow when you grace my pages with your insight and understanding.. I love you so much!!! xo Brenda

That sounds exactly like what I want my woman to think of e, selfish, but, I love it

thank you for making me smile with your comment :) love Crim

The great ones hurt the most! It takes forever to get over them. The pain this feels real.

thank you Xmar for feeling me on this yes it is real enough alright.. love Brenda

Ah now you pretty lady.

aw thank you for such a beautiful comment making me blush :) love Crim

thank you John yeah I say cheers lol because that's what he says to me.. I can see how brawler can seem hectic in this case.. though I mean it in an admiring way as he fights in the ring.. love Brenda

"Without a lass to bury yourself in" is a beautiful line. It's amazing to me how far you've come in your skills as a writer. This is a very bittersweet and charming elegy to a love affair.

aw Jack that means the world to me to hear you say that thank you my dear friend :) love Brenda

Holy shit, Crim!  A poem like this should come with a warning, something like... objects in mirror are closer than they appear!  This was so well written and weighted with a sense of brutal honesty, so many great lines too... does such an ignorant prick who inspire such poetry, deserve to have such stellar poems written about them, probably not... but the blood and tears feel real, and that makes for powerful poetry.  Anyway, I believe I just got poetically sucker-punched.  Well done, Brenda.

thank you Mr. Case for such a wonderfully enthusiastic comment.. eh he's a decent enough bloke lol ;) love Brenda

I've not read you for a while, but so pleased I popped in and read this wonderful piece.  I cannot add to what has already been said.  Great writing lovely lady.  :)

thank you lovely Magdalena I'm so happy to have you stop in and make me smile with such a beautiful comment :) love Brenda

Damn... this choked me up bad...can barely swallow down the lump... :(

thank you dearest Poe for feeling me on this write.. love Crim

Kind of a twisted longing of love. I really enjoyed this poem. A different kind of love poem.

Wonderful, Crim 🤗

it is a longing love thank you for feeling me on this different kind of write :) love Crim

such an honnest write, I bet almost any reader would be able to identify with this one - I clearly Identify with the last stansa - I do however just love the whole poem :-)

thank you David for relating to this write from my heart.. love Brenda

I don't know how to describe what this poem evoked... oh my, how I felt your words!

Shivers you gave me, dear Crim

Love, Duende

aw thank you lovely Duende for such an awesome comment.. love Crim

Brenda.. as always your brilliance, never ceases to amaze me.. love you...





Dave

thank you Dave my brother I love you my friend.. xo Brenda

Miss Crim. I think your great. Love your heart mate. It won't quit on you. xo

thank you dearest Twitch it's great to see you about :) love Crim

eh brenda, you beauty
she probably wouldn't hold
a candle to your fire
xo
such stirring work
mayhap the malbec
& i will stalk my absent lover tonight

aw thank you beautiful one you made me smile :) love Brenda

You're devastating even when you reminisce, Crim.  Here's hoping that gent will be back to share your Merlot.  I've got some Cold Duck if he doesn't show...

thank you dearest Sir Crow would love to share some Cold  
Duck with you :)  love Crim

Such a mature piece....  A very melancholy and reflective tone, but one that still holds a bit of love but understands the part of letting go in order to heal... Embracing moments of memories that flicker in the brain, embracing it, feeling it then letting it go.... Nice.....

~BSavvy

thank you dearest lady.. love Brenda

thank you graciously dear one I'm happy you felt this write.. love Crim