Be gentle people, it has been two months since I attempted to write poetry. There is plenty of rust.
who am i
who are you
her reflection sighs
fogging the mirror
before I can steal a kiss
who am I
the mist dissipates
revealing a garden forgotten
a mirror image of me
two flowers of dark love
sowed in solitude
I soil my face with jasmines
her scent whispers to me
you are my soul
I am the air that you breathe
This was simply so beautiful! You definitely have a knack for poetry! ❤
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Smiling. Your message makes me so happy.
Glad you enjoyed my litle poem.
Thank you for reading and for sharing your lovely thoughts.
They are appreciated.
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I hope to write that well when I’m rusty. 🙂
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You are very kind. Appreciate your words.
Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts.
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“Two flowers of dark love” each seeking light in each other? Great to read your work again Andrew!! 💛💛
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Grateful to be writing again and even more grateful to have you stop by and share your thoughts.
You always make my day with your messages. Thank you from the bottom f my heart.
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Always a privelege & a pleasure
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Aaaaw
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WOW! And…ok. If that’s rusty, I’m an elephant on ice skates! Seriously….crazy romantic and beautiful….and Your line, “I soil my face with jasmines”, is off-the-charts beautiful!!! Cheers and…..HE’S BACCCCCKKKK!!! 🤗❤️😊
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You have me laughing here. Thank you for your generous words.
a man soiling his face with jasines to remember her.
I think that is a beautiful gesture and a sign of profound love and desire.
Thank you for mentioning that line. It made me so happy that you did.
Stay blessed and inspired. The world needs more ladies like you. ❤️
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Your love and talent rises off each page. I have been in and out of the hospital and am recuperating at home. I’ve missed your poetry Drew. Nice to see you my friend.
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Hey Walt. I have been in and out of the hosptial as well.
In fact, I am going back tomorrow for open heart surgery.
Please be well.
Thanks for stopping by.
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My prayers are with you. My open heart surgery was 4 years ago.
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Thank you.
Thanks for sahring tha. It gives hope.
Take care my friend.
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You’re very welcome.
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two flowers of dark love
sowed in solitude – two beautiful lines.
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Grateful you enjoyed those lines. They were my favorites as well.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, They made this day special.
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You are not rusty!!!
A bit dusty, perhaps, but I jest!
Thrilled to see up and at your beautiful, sensual poetry.
Resa 💜
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LOL
A bit dusty. Yeah, that sounds like me.
It feels good to finally be writing poetry again.
And to be touched by your words, well, that is a bonus.
Thank you so much
💜
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A good break is to have a good recharge and you sure charged through with this poem.
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Smiling. Thank you for your lovely thoughts and words.
I am about to embark on another break.
Appreciate your kind words.
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Your words flow beautifully.❤
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You are so kind, Thank you for reading and for your lovely words.
They are so appreciated.❤️
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Hello dear Drew. You’re not rusty at all. This is as beautiful as ever. xxx ❤️
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Thank you for your beautiful, positive words.
Your encouarement always means so much to me.
Thank you for everything.
Hope you and yours are well.
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Love the first stanza and the last line the most. I’d say, “Way to dust off the rust!” Sorry to read about your complications and the need for further surgery, especially during all this crazy ‘c’ time and in Florida! Take care Drew, you’re in my thoughts and prayers. xx
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Shelley, grateful for your beautiful words and prayers.
They are desperately needed and so appreciated.
Thank you so much
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