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Like a Lark

My lady has a passion like a lark Her burning heart is made from a small spark Immortality strikes what’s never lame She’s never burnt by the eternal flame My lover holds some joy here before me In a sentiment unlike what we see There’s solid power through her perfect skies Opening amazement inside her eyes Her love boils to the surface with bubbles She plays a soft harp which in turn doubles Secretly time has eloped through to her A desire that’s unlike any other A myriad purchased by her tenderness Countless touches into my awareness Russell Sivey

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 4/5/2014 4:45:00 AM
so grand and full of passion it woos and entices Russell splendid pen hugs
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Date: 4/5/2014 12:42:00 AM
this one has some very pretty images in it. So sweet, Russell.
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Date: 4/5/2014 12:29:00 AM
This is passion and very beautifully written Thanks fr sharing... Lucilla
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Date: 4/4/2014 9:58:00 AM
Ah, such passion, dear friend. You are lucky if you have a lady who makes you feel joy each times she "touches into your awareness." Beautiful sonnet, one of my favorite forms. You are so talented, Russell. Love and blessings, Carolyn
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Date: 4/3/2014 1:36:00 PM
What a fantastic and beautiful write Russell......Tim
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Date: 4/3/2014 7:03:00 AM
this puts a lot of charming images in my mind in very few stanzas, russell... It's very heavenly, tendder , and passiontae.. love it!.. hugggs
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Date: 4/3/2014 7:54:00 AM
i missed you, my friend....my computer had to be reformatted yesterday. what a drag!..:)
Date: 4/3/2014 6:31:00 AM
Russell, This lady is loved by a poet's poet! Stellar My friend! 7 chuck
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