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Star Dusted Blanket

She blew stardust in my direction. How did I become her selection? Her love blankets my sad soul. filling up a heart that wasn't whole. I looked to heaven for an answer. God sent me this beautiful dancer. I hold her here close in my arms. Intoxicated by her charms. The ocean provides the backdrop. I pray this moment won't stop. Laying beneath a blanket of bliss. I am transformed by her lover's kiss Reality replaced by a Dream Making love, under a Moon Beam. No need for my imagination. Her touch exceeds all expectations

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/4/2013 12:38:00 PM
How did I miss this one? So So enchanting and beautiful.....Just like something you'd write, Richard. I'm going through your work....I need some peace and calm and joy.......
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Date: 12/24/2012 4:33:00 PM
wow, I LOVE how you did THIS one. It's one I hope to try very soon. Should do well in the contest and I sure enjoyed the read. Merry Christmas to you!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/24/2012 5:34:00 PM
Merry Christmas Andrea, I appreciate your visits.
Date: 12/24/2012 4:04:00 PM
Hi Richard, what a great write my friend, being a fan of the romantics, I really loved this. Rollo
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/24/2012 5:32:00 PM
Thanks Rollo
Date: 12/24/2012 1:28:00 PM
A great honor for your lady love. Great write. Thanks for stopping by and your kind words.Truly inspired. Merry Christmas. Regards,Mehnaz
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/24/2012 1:30:00 PM
Thanks Mehnaz, Merry Christmas to you as well.
Date: 12/24/2012 10:58:00 AM
Passionate work..Lucky lady who holds your love to her breast...Thanks for stopping by..Sara
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/24/2012 11:32:00 AM
Thanks Sara, that is a sweet thing to say.

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