POETRY


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At his incipient sun The ice of twenty winters broke, Crackling, in her eyes. Her mirroring, still mind, That held the world (made double) calm, Went fluid, and it ran. There was a stir of music, Mixed with flowers, in her blood; A swift impulsive balm From obscure roots; Gold bees of clinging light Swarmed in her brow. Her throat is full of songs, She hums, she is sensible of wings Growing on her heart. She is a tree in spring Trembling with the hope of leaves, Of which the leaves are tongues.
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07/08
i can explain my feelings of what can i do ,when thae time come with our street are uphold already .
--buts
06/20
FIRST LOVE NEVER DIES!!!!!
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06/20
i love you alison call me when you read this it made me think of you
--er
06/04
UR POEMS SUCK
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05/25
hi
--kj
04/23
Can't Say It By Judy I can't say I love you because I am scary. I can't say I want be you because I just that I will a run alway for you. I can't say what I can say.
--ok
04/19
Can't Say It By Judy I can't say I love you because I am scary. I can't say I want be you because I just that I will a run alway for you. I can't say what I can say.
--ok
04/19
hi
--rd
03/20
i thought it had no point and it sucked
--lt
01/17
it s so very true
--ml
01/13
nena2@freeze.com
--ms
01/12
You should read this then write back to me like i told you to do with the last poem that i sent you. This one is nothing like the last one because this one is about love and the other one was about death. LOVE YOU Tara
--TM
01/09
save ko lang tong na research ko!!!!!!!
--sm
01/08
who're you trying to fool?
--DC
10/31
and the only one
--m
10/07
My delight, your wish............I wish I may, I wish I might, Have the first kiss with you tonight.!
--Car
10/03
I found this poem and it´s so cool...atleast to me, it describes what you feel your first time And eventhough it wasn´t my first time when I was with you I felt like it had been(or atleast I would´ve loved for it to have felt that way my first time) You were so good at everything you did, your kisses were passionate but tender, the way you held me was so real, how you made my body turn so hot by the way you slowly touched and kissed me all over, the way you kissed my ears and made me want you more than what I did when we first stared with just a little kiss......................... and when we´d start...I konw you were not only thinking of yourself, you were so carerful, and gentle...how you asked me if I was o.k., but overall the way you made me feel when it all start coming to an end, you made my heart beat a thousand times a second, my body heat rise above normal and start to shake the way you just made me explode and feel things I had never felt. Thank you once again for treating me the way you did and do. I will never forget it. I miss you so very very much.
--F.G.
10/02
what can i add to this? enjoy it, kimberly. just that. you cute girl, you.
--pkb
09/15
Terrific poem from the ol' fella! What's he, 90 years old? Gotta read his new book I guess. If I can write a poem like that when I'm that age, withor without viagra, god bless me.
--SH
09/14


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