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Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean


(-) 6 (MY LOVE) HEAVEN DESCENDS ON EARTH


Wrapped in your arms
Souls entwined
Floating in love's whipped cream
Silver lined
Heaven descends on earth.....

Swimming rose petals
Heady wine
A poem befalls upon us
God's sign
Heaven descends on earth......

Long nights of passion
Nine to nine
Climbing peaks unimagined
Finding our shrines
Heaven descends on earth.....

Completing each other
Love divine
Birth after birth after birth
Forever thine
Heaven descends on earth.....

Submitted: Thursday, September 06, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, April 05, 2011

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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (9/7/2007 12:15:00 PM)

    Completing each other
    Love divine
    Birth after birth after birth
    Forever thine
    Heaven descends on earth....superb excposition of love transcended, simply i do adore admire....thanks (Report) Reply

  • Linda Ori (9/7/2007 1:38:00 AM)

    Nothing quite like souls entwined, and floating in whipped cream - doesn't get much sweeter than that! Good to see you back TO - you've certainly been missed!
    Hugs,
    Linda :) xx (Report) Reply

  • Andrew mark Wilkinson (9/6/2007 4:18:00 PM)

    Hey Tranquil, where have you been lady missed you..Floating in love's whipped cream, Thats got to be the must orginal line ever...10 (Report) Reply

  • Geoff Warden (9/6/2007 2:41:00 PM)

    Well Well T O>>>>>>>
    Yet another fine work of romanticlueds and just great writes....great the way the paraphrazed thoughts jump and the neverending statement of repeat title....
    just an all around splendid read..... (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (9/6/2007 12:28:00 PM)

    T.O....Well, Hello, Ms. M.I.A.! ....So glad im decided to visit today...Iam still writing some, on the wekends...and have my daughter post them in piecemeal over the coming week.I hope all is well for you...Obviously your absence did not have a negative effect on your writing...The T.O. QAUALITY is very much intact.I will try andvisit more often....Very Nice Work...Young Lass, YOU ROCK!

    ~ ~ ~ (Report) Reply

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