Composition Posted on November 29, 2017 by Heartbreathings as the morning breeze whispers the melody we made, the sting and ache echo last night’s chorus with each movement, replayed the warm sheets still hum our candlelit din, a masterpiece composed over willing skin AdvertisementShare this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
The only word I can think to explain this poem is “soft”. Sensual is right! So beautiful, gentle. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
“The warm sheets still hum….” ahh this is pure love! Breath taking verse from you my friend. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
The only word I can think to explain this poem is “soft”. Sensual is right! So beautiful, gentle.
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Thank you, so much Elle. I appreciate the kind words. You have a lovely name!
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Wow! I loved your satin sheet words, Angela. 🛏❣️
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So sensual…☺
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Thank you, Mich.
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Lovely!
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Thank you, Ward!
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😊
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“The warm sheets still hum….” ahh this is pure love!
Breath taking verse from you my friend.
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Thank you so much!
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Wonderful ❤️
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Thanks, Rita. 💜
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Love this!
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Thank you, CPN.
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❤👌📝
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Thank you, Alpesh. 💜
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Sensual and magical, Angela. Beautiful!
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Thank you, Nandita. 💜
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You’re welcome ❤
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Beautifully sensual Angela!
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Thank you, Holly.
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a pleasure as always Angela, This is lovely! ❤
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🌺💕
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🌺🌹 ❤️
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I’m heading to a poetry open mic. 🍺🌸💜
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