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Love Letter From the Soul Xlviii

P, A little wine and a curious mind go a long long way the words can take you only so far dig deep, deep, deep, deep into the wishing wells and the reflections in the bathroom mirrors in the kindling next to a bottle you said "the bush fires are a little more intense" retreating to the den our iniquity revealed and f'd over again and again and again it's the touch that matters skin and bone with faith of mind we grind into each other free falling or is it soaring away from it all into the creases of life climbing the mountainous peaks I peek, the gorgeousness of your eyes your lips, pecking back at me I see the unseen, your ladled mystery beneath the clothes making history the world spins and we look for direction go north, or is it west just whisper and I will carry you home

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Date: 2/3/2020 12:36:00 PM
So glad I discovered you after your kind comment on my poem. This is superb writing, and very inspiring. Thank you for sharing. Following.
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Ts Poetry
Date: 2/3/2020 5:20:00 PM
Thank you Peter
Date: 2/1/2020 2:24:00 PM
When you are a special agent, free falling is soaring. Words can touch the heart and body internally, but words are not skin, the warmth of breath a monsoon felt moving across your body's landscape, nor hands held fingers entwined, heartbeats felt, then to hold a face felt like a blind man turning the contours of cheeks and eyes into braille, ripe smiles tested for tasting, seen face-to-face to lick life's luscious lips. Something is called for better than alliteration. Something more than more. Are you calling me home Agent Schmidt? I believe you are free falling. I have always loved my Great Southern, but as it burns, North looks like Heaven. But is that just a mirage? Touch is more than comfort it is LIFE and living, it is sharing a gift. Collaboration. Warmest from the Land of Hell Fire. V.S.A.P. x
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Ts Poetry
Date: 2/1/2020 7:32:00 PM
Come dip your toes in the pool...the water a little chilled but you get used to it.
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Date: 2/1/2020 2:44:00 PM
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Date: 2/1/2020 2:43:00 PM
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