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Sunday, January 20, 2013

Quiet call on a winter night.


Kisses,
call to mind
warm linen

we fall...
soft

hands of a goddess
opens each cell... pins down each desire,

love kidnapped.
As the room turns
we come in mid air...


me


whirl

22 comments:

  1. these are the softest words...

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  2. Beautiful, sensual and comforting dear Paige, there is a softness to your words.
    xoxoxo ♡

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  3. Thank you for visiting my small verse site.
    I like what you did with the wordle list this week.
    Besides adding to a continuing story verse I also had a darker piece this week. I am always amazed at the different directions we all go in.

    Cheers.

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  4. dear shadow: yes, I was feeling kind of soft last night.
    thank you.

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  5. hi stan: winter nights can be super cozy.
    thank you.

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  6. dearest dianne: i am so glad you found my words to me soothing. thank you.

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  7. jules: hi. i enjoy your deep night wordle.
    thank you.

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  8. Mid air can be the perfect place..just between being and dreaming..and kidnapped love..always needs to be conquered by warmth..

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  9. A nice romantic poem, Paige. Not an easy thing to write, but you handled it quite well.

    Pamela

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  10. lovely piece.. leaves you withe the feel of being cozy ...

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  11. Your romances are always so soft ... loved it !!!

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  12. What a lovely thought,,,special nights, with special someone,,,,

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  13. jae: love your read on this poem. and love midair the perfect
    place between being and dreaming- an almost unbeatable place.
    thank you.

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  14. 1man: hello thank you a bunch of roses.

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  15. ellecee: thank you for your warm comment.

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  16. Wow, I dare say the title of this almost works in as a line in the piece itself, setting a tone for the language. Also, the very notion of one's very cells blooming open with joy and/or desire is perfect. Just perfect.

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  17. hi cammila: cells opening in joy is a beautiful feeling as I
    am sure you know - thank you.

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  18. "hands of a goddess...pins down each desire"...you have such a way words lady :) I love visiting your world.

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  19. jacque: hey...and I love when you enter. you're so sweert Z.

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