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Joyous Love

Joyous Love How and why did you ever decide to choose me? Far from perfect…we, not always in harmony. I really lost it, when I looked in your blue eyes. Cloudless, clear, as the bright summer sky. We marched long ago in anti-war protests for peace. Sincere, conjoined souls, envisioning war’s surcease. We have overcome differences, come what may. I carry your heart in mine, each joy-filled day. 1-30-2020 ~1~

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Date: 7/2/2022 9:52:00 PM
I teared up over this one, honestly. May your love rest peacefully, Pangie, awaiting your arrival when the time is right. Blessings, Gershon
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2022 8:57:00 AM
Really? That’s moving Gershon! Yes, he is gone, but I cannot lose his melody. It changed my life forever. Merci~ Panagiota xxx
Date: 7/2/2022 8:34:00 AM
Not perfect, yet one! :)
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Date: 7/2/2022 9:53:00 AM
You got that right! Thanks, Hugs, Panagiota
Date: 6/30/2022 10:47:00 PM
True love, indeed. Platonic first, then turned part of life or the vice versa. Truly Great.
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/1/2022 10:54:00 AM
Good day yo you! Interesting how love gross like a rose bud, opens and flourishes, is it not. It especially glows under moon and starlight… Enjoy this summery day. Hugs. Panagiota xxx
Date: 6/30/2022 9:46:00 PM
Love is eternal. Very tender, soulful writing. "We have overcome differences, come what may. I carry your heart in mine, each joy-filled day." Beautiful!
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Date: 7/1/2022 10:42:00 AM
Prince de Mino! I am appreciative of those two adjectives,. As soulful writing I love in other poets. I cannot write aristocratically. I speak the language of the common man. For me, this works best. I still am a beginning poet. Right on, about love. Hugs to you~ Panagiota xx

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