Desolate terrain
winds howling couplets
violin playing in deep driblets
just you and me
stood there
and we were we
one and not two.
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and we were we
one and not two.
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I wish I had words to give this piece justice but yet I do not it is beyond beautiful and breath taking I love your works(:
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absolutely stunning...a beautiful, breathtaking piece of brevity...a picture, torn and wrenched but still and warm at the same time...an image of strength and protection...the emotion of music and movement...wonderful
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lovely
..you say in an haunting voice that love remains strong and true wherever the lovers are ,whatever the terrain...they are one
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I would put just ( were just one and not two) But that is just me! But other than that I really liked the meaning.
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Daughter of night
aww love i enjoyed reading this poem good job
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the last two lines are very romantic at least to m imagination that reminds me of soulmates .a very expressive and succinct not to say vividly penned write with brevity that adds to its inherent worth.the idea is novel and the variety in your writes is amazing and inspiring.Thanks for sharing this one and take care and always share...
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...interesting play on numbers. Not sure I understand the connotaton of "driblets" in association with a violin, unless it is crying in the wind. That makes me think of rain splattering against a window of somebody's heart, one crying on each side of the glass. You can put palm to palm and never touch....
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