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It may have been the long hair,
the way the honey-brown curls
undulated while he moved,
rubbing me in all the good places,
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how sweet and how beautiful are the words this poem spreads on lines that roll back on a reverse path...the stanza commencing in 'in a white mirror' is exceptionally good...10
Makes a male reader wish, if he only could imagine himself to be somehow as charming as the person in the poem, to have been the very one himself AND to have known your self-revelation ahead of time, and everything - just everything - could have come fine.
Oh my goodness. It kind of took my breath away. That would be a good thing.
Some great imagery here, 'rubbing me in all the good places, as I watched him walk' powerful stuff.
Quite amazing intrusion into love where two being did not actually had it realized because only felt it so deep while keeping it to herself. A 10.
This one really aroused a riot of recollection, and that line, 'When you've lost control/everything they do becomes careful magic'. Wow. And your signature last line, just perfect as usual. Your way with the language is something special, and your insight into the vexing nature of the runaway heart is razor sharp. Don
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7/28/2025 5:55:38 PM # 1.0.0
Wow... makes you think... inspiring... thanks Athena *** words will change the world ***