Rarely in life are we blessed with peace, full and true
With a time warp of altering moments
Embracing new lovers, with delicate touch
We escape bodies leaving mental torments.
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Without even having read it to the end, I already have decided to pick your name along this Translucent Desire of your poems to be contextually embedded in tomorrow's sequel of my poetry converse through climes & times, that I currently send to a dozen of recipients by SMS, almost daily, along with its casually corresponding scenical picture-messaged images of the day, and it will be your poem, next to two others basicall, that now will set the theme of the next sequel: such a sensational rapport of soulful landscape. Countrys' narcotic commands, they themselves, ought to take over a permissibly regulated and form type to type of drugs varyingly licensed dispensing, it seems...
This is a poem of such seduction, passion and desire... I really enjoyed it. ... putting it in my favorites
You have perfectly captured that first moment of falling and not wanting to land, to be suspended in the moment and have it hold true for eternity.