Saturday, January 30, 2010

My Beloved's Face Comments

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My beloved's face has haunted me night after night;
Many were the moments I spent eluding sleep
Many were the words I wrote on white sheets
And wordlessly, I often did weep.
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Rani Turton
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Sandra Fowler 03 February 2010

A world can be written in one person's face. If morning finds you by the same windowsill, it is where your heart tells you to be.Beautiful and poignant. A poem worthy of the name. Love, Sandra

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Ranjit Ravindran 30 January 2010

Lovely rendering, both of feelings and of words. Memory is cruel at times.

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