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LoveFate

LoveFate

Sweet soul of potential love.... It waits near the surface of the waters which runs smoothly. Love struck by midnight the moonlight awaits within the hour. Why did it come so soon? Was it my calling? Or was it his calling? We could feel each other's vibration of repetitive heart beats beating nervously as the sweat begins to trickle down the palms of our hands. It happened, a love force that blew into existence from a blooming rose. That's when clarity and truth began to circulate my inner thoughts. The time had come we had to let each other go. Like a mother, letting go of her child, the feeling was locked and heavy. For the fate of all it all just falled.

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Christopher Correia

yawsa!  those are some mega sensual lyrics, Quandra Larkins, subtle velvet smooth imagery shimmering off a lake of words, and with your cadence so beguiling, the reader is transported to some ethereal place....you have a certain 'touch' with words, poet, enjoyed, and welcome....o yeah!  love the pull quote below.....pure poetry 

'...It happened, a love force that blew into existence from a blooming rose...'      

'...vibration of repetitive heart beats beating nervously as the sweat begins to trickle down the palms of our hands...' 

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Tony Taylor

Hey QUANDRA!.......a lovely use of sensual imagery .....with a strong sense of rhythm and timing driving the reader and compelling the minds eye to create amazing phrasing beyond the words themselves......... well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!........ALL STARS!!... and welcome to COSMO!!........LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T ?✴☀✳

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Quandra Larkins

Thank you so much. I appreciate the feedback. I will love to hear from you again!!!!!!?????????

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