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I got lost in between the lyrics of your favorite song I got lost in between the words of the unfinished letter that I wrote to you lost in between the moments of bliss in between the chaos of your strong arms the word lost deferred WITHOUT DIRECTION with you my world is perfect from the inside deeply content in between the lines of the sketch I never saw, the sketch I only dreamt about... I am lost in you yet, I am home…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/1/2011 10:55:00 AM
very clever piece you wrote, enjoyed reading it. thank you for reading my the cellar door and for your comment
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Date: 3/29/2011 1:34:00 PM
Wonderfully emotionally charged lines Wilma.. luv in between the chaos of your strong arms... reminds me of Ron ..haha..when he switches to 'bear' mode..luv..
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Date: 3/29/2011 12:29:00 PM
i just read your comments to me--oh boohoo hoo-- but but I am a secret keeper??? ok fine, fine (boohoo) -- & how cool is that? great minds think alike? we were commenting at each other's works at roughly the same time ;)
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Date: 3/29/2011 12:27:00 PM
Those last lines sure bring this poem together so well, Missy :) I think we do get lost sometimes just so we realize that we are found? huh ok I hope I am making sense! & thanks for all your comments sweetie-- especially about my net poem, your two cents are worth more than gold to me :D --hugs :)
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Date: 3/27/2011 12:51:00 PM
Another pleasant write with intense feelings, Wilma
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Date: 3/27/2011 12:00:00 PM
I like this, I guess Im getting everyone into music today, lucky Guy your getting lost in.. You weren't kidding about catching up on my poems today, thank you for such sweet words..love Michael
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Date: 3/27/2011 10:21:00 AM
We do seem to "lose" ourselves when we find this magical attraction, Wilma. It's as if nothing that happened before in our lives ever really mattered. Hope we can both lose ourselves in a man's strong arms one day. Beautiful write, dear! Love, Carolyn
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