Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Moving On Comments

Rating: 5.0

alone on this trip to paris
no warm arm here to hold me
no lips yearning to kiss me
no fingers intertwining my long hair
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elena winters
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Lovemo Queen 19 January 2009

mmm...to dream of the past and to dream of what you know what could havebeen..its almost magical until reality steps in..

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Kesav Easwaran 28 December 2008

A dream of reality! sad yet good poem, Breeze...would walk strongly into any reader mind...10

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elena winters

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