The wide expanse of the melodious ocean,
Fills her with simmering emotions,
Here there is freedom for her caged spirit,
Seagulls shriek, glide, then flap their wings, goodbye.
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(cont.) Hazel, Dearest I hear you calling, you young, lusty broad; now you've stirred MY own lustful passions! Make room in your boudoir for me tonight, ' wearing the latest Victoria's Secret fashions, ...........meant for men to remove them ALL, taking you to sexual heights both great & small. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - bri :)
without reading the poem (yet) , perhaps i could help [her]? ? ? a fine explanation of your unhappiness and longings. but it's your sister here, right? to MyPoemList (cont.)
The story in this poem may be fictional but it happens in real life in the present society. The inscription you have made is so touching and amazing. It is really a beautiful poem shared here.10
A most evocative piece Hazel. This story might be fictional, but it happens. Never could understand how such an age gap could work, long term. I knew a couple once, she was that much older than him, it didn't last. It might be fiction but there's a lot of truth here as well. An imaginative piece of writing. Well done.
A most evocative piece Hazel. This story might be fictional, but it happens. Never could understand how such an age gap could work, long term. I knew a couple once, she was that much older than him, it didn't last. It might be fiction but there's a lot of truth here as well. An imaginative piece of writing. Well done.
Some come before all these other's perhaps Such an important role........iip
This well written poem saddens me, too enlightening for this old soul. Having been in that scenario. My heart sinks to realize the mistake I had made. This is a powerful write. Excuse me, but I hate it. Otherwise I love your work.
No other option you have got, dear young wife, You have to settle with the climax you have invited yourself. Now you may begin to think of the world beyond this end.....
At the moment of imagining MORE THAN THIS, even the clap of waves seems to join in: ELATION, OVATION! (A momentary Feudian slip made me read this as " ovulation." ;) //It's really intoxicating to run this picture through my mind's eye: " SOULS BIND, ELEVATION OF A QUEST FOR BODILY REST" I like the way ELEVATION echoes ELATION and REST echoes QUEST, as if a feeling is coming on in waves.