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Remembered Echoes

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you’ve muted your voice by choice years have passed since I heard vibrations of love formulated in words passionately spoken, whispered.....moaned involuntary expressions wrenched from your heart thrilling my ears it's been....years the silence has long s~e~t~t~l~e~d and yet.........in this stillness utterly devoid of sound I still faintly hear it it still resonates and my heart beats in rhythm and in time... to remembered echoes of your love your love love l o v e ....... your love Eileen Manassian

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Debbie Duncan

Date: 4/12/2017 7:53:00 PM

A heart never forgets. 7 for sure :)

Pashang Salehi

Date: 3/16/2017 12:18:00 AM

There is no love that is not an echo...

David Pekrul

Date: 3/11/2017 4:25:00 PM

I love the words and the way you put them on paper (computer).

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/9/2017 9:08:00 PM

I'm glad you are helpless but to write for you add passionate colours to my minds eye! Hugs Rick.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2017 9:38:00 PM

A precious post of encouragement, Richard. What would I do without your visits. Hugs, dear...I'm glad the photo was to your liking.

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 3/9/2017 9:09:00 PM

The black and white picture is perfect for this colour blind member of your audience.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/8/2017 3:46:00 AM

- A beautiful poem, Eileen ... uniquely performed - Enjoy reading - Best wishes and warm hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2017 9:36:00 PM

Thank you, sweet Sunshine. It's good to be writing again. Hugs

Frederic Parker

Date: 3/7/2017 10:12:00 PM

there have been lovers who have stayed in the mind, the memory and I have wondered have I stayed in theirs....your poem caused my confession dear poet

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2017 9:34:00 PM

I'm sure you have, dear Frederic. I'm sure you have. Thanks for the visit.

Vladislav Raven

Date: 3/7/2017 9:24:00 PM

Hi Eileen, this is such a beautiful, emotional write you have placed before us. You take us into a sensual world of longing and the words do resonate in the readers heart. This is a journey in words that i am glad i did take this evening. I love the way you place your words on the page. I did feel the piece. Excellent work Eileen. You do write emotion so well. This is a seven and a fave. Hugs....Mike. XX

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 9:51:00 PM

Thank you, Mike. I'm glad you took the time to read this simple little write. Longings are sometimes dormant yet, something triggers them and they need to see the light to be able to lie still for a while again. I appreciate your kind words. Blessings

Alexis Y.

Date: 3/7/2017 8:46:00 PM

WoW! Eileen, you've penned such a deep piece. I could feel the turmoil of longing for what was, yet still being connected to it. A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 8:49:00 PM

You are gifted with the encouragement, dear. I hope you know that. Thank you for your kindness in visiting me. You always lift my spirit.

Laura Leiser

Date: 3/7/2017 8:42:00 PM

You hot, romantic poetry is simply the best out there, Eileen! It really makes the heart beat faster, 7+. :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 8:49:00 PM

Thank you, Laura. There's a wealth of passion in me that begs expression. I cannot help but write. Blessings, sweetie

Eve Roper

Date: 3/7/2017 8:38:00 PM

Wow!! Very nice hugs Eve

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 8:50:00 PM

Thank you, dear one. :)

Jerry T Curtis

Date: 3/7/2017 8:34:00 PM

So much passion

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 8:50:00 PM

It is sometimes a blessing, Jerry....and sometimes....a curse, but it is who I am. Thank you for the visit.

Tim Smith

Date: 3/7/2017 8:27:00 PM

So achingly beautiful Eileen

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 8:51:00 PM

Thanks, Tim. I'm glad that aching part came into the picture...Some aches...some wounds...never ever heal. That's what poetry is all about...celebrating the beauty and pain of life.

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 3/7/2017 8:23:00 PM

A delicate and somehow taut piece, nicely penned Eileen. xomo!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/7/2017 8:52:00 PM

Thanks, Maureen. You grace me with your visit, dear.