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Lovers Dream

Like skin stretched over broken bones, so tight But does he know the hold of love's imprint? Last to dream, first to fall from morning's light To say to love was only first intent His voice alone; bind me there forever With the first man to provoke but my best Disregarding pains - stabs - to endeavor 'Til the day my love is his to detest And though he only feels but lovers start The feeling of what may or may not be I only dream some day I'll fill his heart Only then he'll feel deepest love for me- He'll wake with no crossing from life and dream, And see love's much more than what it may seem.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 11/21/2012 10:15:00 PM
DANA,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*
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Date: 10/29/2012 12:42:00 AM
THANKXX DANA'LYNN FOR MY WIN IN THAT GIRL .. SO APPRECIATE BEING RECOGNIZED WITH A LIST OF QUALITY POETS LUV ..
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Date: 9/8/2012 10:04:00 AM
Interesting Dear... Nice piece.
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Date: 9/4/2012 1:08:00 PM
What a powerful sonnet on unrequited love. I love it.
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Date: 8/30/2012 1:49:00 AM
A very well written sonnet - JH
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