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Linda Marie Van Tassell (Lynchburg, Virginia)
Poems of Linda Marie Van Tassell
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| 161. | Solace | 3/16/2008 |
| 162. | Soulgasm | 3/21/2008 |
| 163. | Source | 5/3/2009 |
| 164. | Stairway To Heaven | 3/10/2008 |
| 165. | Stateless Shades of Shoah | 3/21/2008 |
| 166. | Struggle & Surrender | 3/16/2008 |
| 167. | Sunlight Strikes | 3/24/2008 |
| 168. | Sunrise At The Beach | 3/23/2008 |
| 169. | Synchronicity | 10/8/2008 |
| 170. | The Daughter That Never Was | 11/1/2009 |
| 171. | The Last Flower | 3/12/2008 |
| 172. | The Ocean Is A Woman | 3/10/2008 |
| 173. | These Lips Have Kissed | 4/25/2009 |
| 174. | Tree of Love | 10/10/2008 |
| 175. | Trilogy Of Love | 3/10/2008 |
| 176. | Twist Of My Tears | 3/21/2008 |
| 177. | Waiting For You (Sestina) | 3/24/2008 |
| 178. | Wear You | 3/10/2008 |
| 179. | Why? | 3/10/2008 |
| 180. | Willow Was A Widow | 3/10/2008 |
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Our Song Unending
It cannot be written of nor expressed in art,
the eloquence of love as it comes from the heart.
When two hearts collide in a twinkling of bliss,
like the me of a hug and the you of a kiss.
The soft tender moments that are born in a touch
are like petals of roses for lovers to clutch;
and the rain and the wind and the sweet morning dew
shall make them live eternal and blossom anew.
