Written in a book for remembrance~
When looking within
the part of me held close
where I cannot stop the words,
the sense of myself.
Love is sensed as self,
a most tender truth;
purpose of life, its simplest meaning
in bonds of caring made with another.
~ And closed the fresh wet pages ~
A woman asked a man of his love,
her wishes of fulfillment dangling in the air between
he might silently rise to walk away;
but would find her answer in deepest echoes
and leaving, a thing he could not do.
A contest entry
- 24 hr Quickie......Define Love in 15 lines by poet2angels.
475 points, ended October 7, 2007, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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totally deserving of gold... I just LOVE it!
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Beautifully, honestly & soulfully done, PK. Congratulations on a well~earned golden chalice. I loved Carol's comment, too. 
Wanda
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This is exquisite...
Such a unique expression of love and romance...
Beautiful!
Lynda
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but when?????????????????????
Are we there yet? are we there yet?
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Now, this is funny!...PK
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