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Post by Ivan Carswell on Aug 29, 2007 0:05:39 GMT -5
The Essential You How many views of you do I need to know which special you I love; and you, how many do you need to know which one of me? Am I
the gaudy one, the cheery imp who gleefully pulls faces in the wind? Perhaps I am the stolid son, glum but vigilant and full of passive
strength. I’d go to almost any length to know. Yet when it comes to you my love emboldens me to say my views embrace your every face
with equal and intense concern, I cannot choose between the one for all combine in sum to make a special sense of consequence,
an essence – which to me alone is the essential you. © 23 August 2007, I.D. Carswell
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Post by Dunstan Attard on Aug 29, 2007 12:27:42 GMT -5
a love poem that moves with the beat of the heart and flies with the wings of emotion...finds time to rhyme without taking the eye away from the face of the loved one...principally enjoyed the beat and emotion laced with a touch of realism recognising the different faces that adorne each person and self yet all faces of your loved one so intertwined personal and spiritually agreeable.
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