A fountain of dreams
Was carried on soft sighs
On the first summer
That never ended.
Flower of fire--
This pirouetting light
Is my Lotus love.
27 Dec, 2007
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fragile, i can almost taste the petals a beautiful return,


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Outstanding
I love the lyrical quality of your poetry and admired your metaphor in the second stanza- very poetic. You are very creative with language and this poem has great flow, well-written with a feeling of intensity.

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hey thanks for the comment on my lotus love... sorry for the late reply, but i was away from AP for quite a long time.
thanks again
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