Wednesday, September 6, 2017

As On My Fingers Comments

Rating: 5.0

Love the way the sun glances off treetops
And filters from leaves hitting rocks
Dappling sidewalk with tapestry
Reminding me of negligee
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Doris Cornago
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Rini Shibu 06 September 2017

Lovely poem.. Though not physically you can be connected to each other through poem. Well written

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Doris Cornago 10 September 2017

As poets, we connect. You don't have to touch me with your hand, just your words will be fine.: -)

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Doris Cornago 06 September 2017

When you cannot be together physically, be connected with words, it's more powerful as it touches the heart deeply. Thus I know that poets make great lovers. Don't be stunted by the false belief that size is all that matters. It's the skillful use and the passion you put in words.: -)

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