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Ecstasy

Tender yet insistent, passionate, persistent they fly through heaven and their senses soar. Sculpted so close they tremble, barely in control, and when control is lost and ecstasy released, they fly through heavens they have never seen before.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/14/2012 6:34:00 PM
Dear Keith, Exquisite again,your writing really is beautiful.Best wishes,Tracy.
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Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 6/14/2012 6:38:00 PM
You are too kind! Thanks Tracy.
Date: 6/5/2012 8:36:00 AM
I feel a little warm. Thanks, Keith for all your comments. I read the yellow bus poem to my grandson (10). He was on the computer and really not listening. He said I'll read it tonight. My poetry so often makes such an impression!
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Date: 6/4/2012 8:57:00 PM
Well I don't think that is the way I would want to fly. To many air pockets to down in but I guess you would be flying loosy goosy. Interesting poem. love phyl
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Date: 6/4/2012 5:08:00 PM
Keith; That's a good way to fly. have a nice day. Lucilla
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Date: 6/4/2012 4:59:00 PM
wow your title grabbed me to the very end! thank you!
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Date: 6/4/2012 1:23:00 PM
(a happy journey?)...........well done Keith. - oxox Anne-Lise
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