Friday, August 21, 2020

First And Last Love Comments

Rating: 5.0

The time my heart was beating to be a,
Pulse next to yours,
My fingers were dialing your number,
My mind travelled a million miles,
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Sharron Stephenson
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Carl Roussell 24 August 2020

So much feeling - a 10!

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Aarzoo Mehek 21 August 2020

As Rumi said, The wound is the place Where the light enters. This too shall pass. Very touchy poem Sharron. I can relate to this beautiful poem.10++

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