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I Think of You - At the Edge - 3

A reflection of the coloured pencil drawn sky skates on the glass smooth surface below it. While a rebellious group of shades take their positions on a glorious stage to express themselves artistically and I... i think of you Wisps of clouds shaped like a palm leaf fan the winds that stoke the fire of a randomly sketched sunset. I... i think of you The cool of an ocean breeze travels the shadows of this low lit evening. Caresses my skin like the essence of romance. Enthralled by the allure of a candle lit sky, I... i think of you... Our French Bakery early mornings. Café au lait and croissants. Our freesia soaked baths. Your mink soft body. Its milk and honey scent. As I fall off the edge of the world, I... i think of you. March 19 2015 Armand

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/8/2015 1:52:00 PM

I love your poetry because, I know it's a refection of who you are, besides batman.. Linda

Kelly Deschler

Date: 4/3/2015 10:14:00 PM

The imagery that your words sketch is simply breathtaking... Truly wonderful writing, Armand!

Paul Callus

Date: 4/1/2015 11:40:00 AM

Hi Armand. You make use of words to build a lovely and sensuous atmosphere around you; falling off the edge of the world overflows with emotion. #7 You think of her...I think of your capable pen! // paul

James Fraser

Date: 3/29/2015 3:31:00 PM

I'm starting to become lost for words Maurice, and that's a first, James :)

Constance La France

Date: 3/28/2015 1:32:00 PM

Maurice, this is beautifully written, well done, a perfect 7, and thanks for visiting my poem, and the rains came . . .

Casarah Nance

Date: 3/28/2015 8:11:00 AM

Ooo...

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 3/25/2015 7:50:00 PM

I am entranced Maurice such love is to be treasured for ever hugs 7

M. L. Kiser

Date: 3/24/2015 8:51:00 AM

I can see those clouds, feel the winds, the sunset sketches itself out like an etch-a-sketch and the smell of those fresh french croissants is overwhelming in this piece. I am awed.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/23/2015 7:14:00 PM

I love those freesia soaked baths,and the milk and honey scent..A sensual way of thinking,a beauty and a favourite :)

Kp Nunez

Date: 3/23/2015 11:19:00 AM

So many favorite lines...I am "enthralled by the allure" of your words, Armand. Had to read again. Always a 7. Hugs! :) Kim

Seren Roberts

Date: 3/22/2015 12:34:00 PM

So nostalgic Armand a treasure to read...definitelty a fav....Seren

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/21/2015 7:35:00 AM

This has a haunting and nostalgic quality. Exceptional series.

Rob Carmack

Date: 3/20/2015 7:41:00 AM

I loved how you ended this powerful poem.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/20/2015 5:26:00 AM

- Beautiful and romantic poem, Armand :) - I wish you a beautiful weekend - Good to see you! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

Date: 3/20/2015 1:24:00 AM

Beautiful, soft, romantic, nostalgic feelings...this poem has it all! Hugs, Rhonda

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/20/2015 12:32:00 AM

You imagery knows no limits, Armand!! There were several very amazing lines in this one. It's so wonderful seeing you here. You are my last comment of the day. Finally I am going off for the night. Adieu!