Between Our Hearts. Comments

All those morning stars never thought of a black child who will shine as gold. Thank you soo much. I am a carbon copy of your former self. nice piece a good write thanks for sharing

I am a carbon copy of your former self. A slave for love and warm hugs, that you share outside very touching experience described so emotionally dear poet. thank you. tony

Life is only a preface of a harlot. I am her son, with many fathers. I even father my own. I am a carbon copy of your former self. A slave for love and warm hugs, that you share outside. ohh very very touching poem my dear poet. thank you for publishing your intimate thoughts. tony

Thank you Roseann for reading and sharing your thoughts.

Very good imagery, a mystical quality to this poem, I like it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

Thank you Manonton Dalan. I hope life keeps me going through these poems.

you're very welcome keep going and good luck