other night
she whispered
feelings
her heart
is an open
ocean
i heard her say
sweet oddities
breathe
occultly
of beautiful
love
i am her
observant
to such things
she whispers
i live
for her
and i breathe in
that pretty scent
i do not say a word
and once more
she nibbles
on my ear
she knows me
what i cherish
and hold dear
for
memories
we search
eachother
for what
the other
craves
and morning again
comes
to find us
Author notes
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For Trish, My Lady! My Love.
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A contest entry
- 1000 points...One Winner by Cinnarry.
1000 points, ended July 1, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The Power of Thoughts by parasol.
1500 points, ended July 21, 2007, 19 entries
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Comments
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This was quite beautifully written. Very lovely. Love can be expressed in so many ways and you selected a great method of showing your love for her. My favorite phrase was: “her heart is an open ocean.” That was a nice metaphor. This was very charming. Thank you for your entry. Good luck in my contest.
- Andi
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i wish my boyfriend would write that about me. very lovely.
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