I've seen the sun set miles off the coast,
Where in its last descending breath
I dare say I've seen it kiss the soft horizon
With gentle lips of a lovers lust.
I've seen freedom run through fields
Caressed by natures green,
Oh yes I've seen flowers dance afloat
Like lovers off their feet.
Yes I've felt Loves skin between my fingertips,
I've kissed it's moist luscious lips,
And underneath heavy sheets
I've had Love affectionately love me.
But Love my dear, she was in my past,
A tremendous rush of extacy.
The sea was still, the waves lost in time,
And I lay wet with cold finger tips
Freezing in the rhythmless breeze.
Oh what it was to love so young,
It did make a fool of me.
But my dear I admit my love to Love,
And yes I've grown wise to know,
She loves me.
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You know what, I don't think I properly expressed this, but I don't find it in my mind to correct it. It's intended to be positive, and I do have quite to positive meaning to myself. I hope you enjoy 
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Damn. =]
So... I pretty much had chills half-way through the second stanza. I can't find much of anything to complain about with this piece.
"And underneath heavy sheets
I've had Love affectionately love me."
Something about these lines just drives straight down into the core of me. The essence of them is still with me, even now, like ten minutes later, haha.
Just, wow.
- Allura
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Beautiful personification of the emotions.. Love is in the past and you habe fekt it in many ways
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..."And I lay wet with cold finger tips Freezing in the rhythmless breeze."
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Thank you, Im glad you enjoyed it
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This is so very beautiful, the way you write all the images so that the reader sees it clearly. It filled me with a lot of feelings and I definately got a sense of positivity, especially off the last stanza, the line breaks of which are very effective.
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Thank you for the comment, I'm glad you got a sense of positivity. As I was writing it, I had the feeling I was leaning toward a real negative point. Im glad you came off with a better understanding of it. Thanks again for the comment
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Lovely
Love is like those steel ribbons in your picture. The eye tells you that in the distance they finally meet. It's an illusion the tracks never meet always the same distance apart...unless.
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Thanks for the comment. Some times those tracks do't have to meet, but sometimes it's a matter of how well they run together
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lovely
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Thanks you.
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