Poem -
cold
Your love was wet,
Dry,
Hot,
Or moist,
Often in between,
The warmest love,
Went missing ,
seems now but a dream,
My memory of your love,
was cold,
Letting go nothing left to hold,
wet my tears,
dry my throat,
hot my temper,
most thy note,
everything in between,
Thy warmest love to find,
living in loving dream,
a love that never dies,
well so I'm told.
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Comments
Reliable,...sincerity in thoughts and words...."living in loving dream, a love that never dies,.."...your confidence will never fail....good luck,....with love and regard...xx Ravindra Kumar xx
Thank you ravindra, i intend not to settle for less than unconditional surrender xx much love nardine xx
Dear Nardine Sanderson,
Your verses are so touching and painful, My vote, My applause
Love, Regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thank you sir williamsji xx love to you nardine xoxo