Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I Will Comments

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Awaiting by the window my love you know the picture window
the rain drizzles down; I trace them with my finger tips
I lose the touch when the dropp becomes a line
I trace the dropp and how I wish it were your lips
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Mel Mack
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Lady Grace 12 June 2009

all lines are beautiful..but the last line''will i? ' gives and unlocked the honesty inside the poem..grace

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Eric Lopez 04 June 2009

That's lovely a poem :)

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Elsa Bennett 02 June 2009

Very sensuous poem, i love the description of the wind through the 'tattered trees'. Some beautiful imagery in here. Look forward to reading some more of your work...

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