Oh now here is alabaster,
and new lace,
to whom does the honor fall
to brush those lips
and touch that hair
in the trembling night?
Oh, to tell her tales of love
and the distant storms
within her heart,
the secret things she'll hear,
when it beats so loud
she cannot breathe,
but she will taste it
when she can no longer escape.
I would warn her if I could,
but I don't think I should
because love is everything
she thought it was and more,
and I would not have her think
I'd lied
when I tell her of the tears.
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Written August 27th, 2003
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A most beautiful piece of love poetry written with such a delicate pen and straight from the heart. The imagery was stunning with a perfect flow the whole way through. Thank you so much for entering my contest and good luck with this truly beautiful work.
Shaz xx


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I love Goz's comment. This is Achey..
Lotsa girls comment on this ..only a few boys. Wonder why boys (except Wormy though even he parenthesised it) have a hard time commenting on some Lurve Pomes. After all most of the most celebrated are written by them?
So damn pretty that storms in the heart .. phoaaarrrr (if that is goood I don't know .. but it is characters towards poinsters). Yeah gulpy ole fashioned Lutean Piece.
Lisa
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this poem brought me back to the first time i fell in love...i never even thought of being hurt but i was and i wouldn't of believed anyone who said i would be. that first heartbreak really hurts while at the same time it's a love never to be forgotten.
that's what your poem said to me
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Awesome
WOW this is great you did amazing job on this fine write. Your words shown a very wonderful picture to us all. I so hope to read more from you,and thank you for sharing this with my family and I. Keep up the wonderful job you do. -
9 The Highest Number in the Universe
This is a droplet within a tear! i glanced at your author's page and I absolutely love the Angel playing a mandolin wallpaper. And I wholeheartedly agree that love is everything, if not the only thing-worth expressing.
Beautiful feelings have been knitted in this blanket of poetry. Great stuff.
The Streets are Gold.
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definitely worth the click. i loved this poem, it was to the point and very enjoyable. if only all poems i read were this good.
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Love this! It's got such a good point! And, it's really sweet you don't want to hurt her. A lot of people don't care about other's feelings. This is almost a story. It's so refreshing to click on a piece that isn't a mushy love poem. This has character! Thank you for sharing, this is a beautiful piece!
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Exremely moving!!!! I really enjoyed reading this!
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So very definietly absolutely undeniably undoubtedly beautiful!!
Such a lovely love poem, with the full glory AND pain of love weaved in so nicely! Great job!
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Nice love poem it is sad that we all need to keep the ugly parts hid and out of mind,when most love's end just that way(ugly) hope to have better in life is all we can hope for,oh that one true love
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I've read this before but didn't comment, musta been at a loss for words
It happens. Very Shakepeare-esque in a way.
Hey I bet Timothy the Poetic Weaver thinks you're a chick. lol.
Desiree
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Excellent Write!
Oh, how lovely thy words flow
You have captured your thoughts softly
Like a whispering wind that blows
Throughout your heart of beauty
Each line brings something to partake
For this is like a meal of dreams
And each and every word creates
A poetic piece, fulfilling the reader in me
Thanks for sharing you and your works, pen on!
-Timothy The Poetic Weaver
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Full of truth
I'm in love with this piece, it's very well written and you used great language. I enjoyed reading this and must say, you did an awesome job! Keep it up! -
wow i'm so glad i clicked on this poem. It was absolutly beautiful and i'm looking forward to reading more of yours.
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Wow. This is amazing. Sweet soul...~smiles~
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wow... good write! I think it's nice that you don't want to hurt her... very sweet.
Keep up the great writing!
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AWESOME READ
WOW AN AWESOME READ HERE, LOVE IT, WORTH THE READ, KEEP UP THE WRITING, WELL DONE.
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This is written in no messing with words to make it obscure, great I get tired of poems that only the writer knows what they were writing about, I write mainly narrative where one has to convey the story in not too many words,I like this poem it is fresh and simple, a breath of fresh air, well done, all the best
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Wish I could still cry about such innocent things because it captured that moment of first love so well. Envious.
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Alabaster doesn't actually exist, does it? Isn't it really marble or something? Why are people's thighs always made out of it? Oooh, within her troubled breast ooooah, got me all hot and bothered there for a mo. Lovely WRITE phoooaaaar ........
(Phoar, I love 'is writes, don't you just love his writes, ladies, oh yes, Matron)
[Sad, I know, but I actually liked this poem. Never mind]
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(lifting up stones)
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Honest message here. Full of heart. (knodding)
P.S. What did your message mean for my poem "You"....Uh-oh?
Could you elaborate? Or maybe I've already understood it.
Keep Feelin' Fascination,
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this reminds me of myself for some reason.. anyway
Oh now here is alabaster,
and new lace,
to whom does the honor fall
to brush those lips
and touch that hair
**this was absolutely beautiful.. as was the rest:)
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Wisdom, perhaps, but I think the point here is that knowing shouldn't stop one from doing. Falling in love carries with it the myriad emotional twists and turns, yet in so doing we live. This is nicely done.
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can feel the ...
standing on the sidelines watching....
what is so great in this is what isnt said...
i am led to later on.. after this girl has loved.. and is now hurting.. for where do her tears turn?
but to wisdom -
True, and true again... Val
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Lute, I don't know what it is about you're writing that draws me in so deeply and makes me feel emotions that I honestly didn't even know I had. You have an amazing gift.
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Sometimes the young would have us believe that love is something more then just tears...
I am not that young.
Lute, you will surely tire of me telling you how wonderful your work is, no ??



















