A poem prepared in champagne and lace, so delicately romantic. Passion committed to words was something she needed.

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A poem prepared in champagne and lace, so delicately romantic. Passion committed to words was something she needed.
To write we must feel the words; we must speak a language of intimate feel.
I can go to my grave feeling that I have loved you, devotedly.
Please remember to just be happy, and stay in the moment.
This is your chance, this is your life. At this moment, speeding through time.
The rain kissed her all over to stop the tears like a lover.
The capacity to love with body and soul is within one's control. Deliberate love should take hold of desire and want with all that raging heart.
Pen and paper are my greatest happiness; time, I tend to forget.
Her soul stood apart, so very tender and beautiful. She loved extraordinarily as if living was but a shadow to this feeling.
A poet in doses - helps with all those feelings and emotions that wash over you when there is no antidote for the afflictions of the soul.