Monday, December 1, 2014
A Book Of Music Comments
Rating: ★4.5
Coming at an end, the lovers
Are exhausted like two swimmers. Where
Did it end? There is no telling. No love is
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Susan Williams
09 November 2015
I don't know what to say. He doesn't sound like a man who'd ever had a satisfying session of love making. How sad. Brave though to admit it.
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7/25/2025 12:47:25 PM # 1.0.0
love is Like an ocean with the dizzy procession of the waves' boundaries From which two can emerge exhausted, nor long goodbye Like death... very fine poem. tony