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Hopes and Memories
The dulcet sound of her voice
Body wrapped in a gossamer robe;
Redolent are the memories
Of my burning hope.
To enter her unfettered
Her lithe body receiving mine
Rhapsodic her reception
Our emotions soon align.
Consonance is our rhythm,
Continue to repletion.
The sky a clear welkin;
Our project near completion
Published 18th Sep 2019
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18th Sep 2019 8:04pm
18th Sep 2019 9:14pm
Your poem is resplendent with sensual love. On the threshold of new life the ending sparkles with night magic. John
19th Sep 2019 1:42am
Omgoodness, I'm so happy to see your entry...it's beautiful! That's sheer talent in how you weaved all the words into such a compact piece. Another addition to my hard decision!
