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LOVEDUST

LOVEDUST

                                                             I don’t need much!
                                                             A little sip of wine,
                                                             A ray of sunshine
                                                             And a sprinkle of lovedust.
                                                             The rest is just greed,
                                                             I enjoy while it lasts.
                                                             The wine finishes
                                                             The sun goes away
                                                             What lingers in the air 
                                                             Is the feeling of lovedust.
                                                             
                                                            
                                    

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Neville

You can beat an egg and a drum and a carpet .. but you just can't beat a good bit of lovedust .. excellent .. it sparkles, a proper little gem .. Neville 

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Marion

Just stunning. A poem thats truly 'living'
in the moment...with gratitude. pinned x

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Bernadete van d...

Marion, good to have you back!!! See, you go for a week and are already missed. I was thinking of you but didn’t want to invade your privacy. This poem was written because of you. Last time I sent you a hug and “lovedust”. Then this poem was born. Thanks goodness you like & appreciate it.
Sending you a huge sprinkle of lovedust. 

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