lady grace

Art of touch

the touch of your fingers
the softness of your hands
memories of the past
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  • Noel Horlanda (11/19/2009 1:38:00 AM)

    all the lines written down is a super part of romanticism. And some parts are erotic in nature that made this piece so appealing. Am I right, my lady?

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  • Akram Awadat (11/8/2009 3:21:00 AM)

    so beautiful liens, sweet poem and sweet description
    cheers 10+

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  • Mehta hasmukh amathalal (11/7/2009 4:28:00 AM)

    how I miss those days
    when we both made our promises
    to grow and enjoy the sweetness of companionship
    with our grown up kids......
    but life is cruel
    you left me with bundle of memories
    even the art of sands can’t help
    to wipe all those marks...................

    What to remember and what to forget
    only you go near and beget
    eyes slowly raise level and meet
    head simply shake and crumble the feet

    to deceive somebody is not at all art
    you may prove intelligent and look smart
    days may not be far when you have to part
    let love grow not fast as train but as cart

    memory may not be rubbed of fade
    not easy to say bye and farewell bade
    sand may not witness what we promised
    life may reveal what actually we missed

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  • Susan Cook (11/6/2009 7:15:00 AM)

    You express emotions in words beautifully. xxx

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  • Catrina Heart (11/6/2009 6:56:00 AM)

    but life is cruel
    you left me with bundle of memories
    even the art of sands can’t help
    to wipe all those marks....
    ----
    your soul mate is weeping by reading this piece...........well done! ! ! ! ! !

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  • Ency Bearis (11/6/2009 5:10:00 AM)

    with the touch- memory still lingers..and the yearning of the lost soul mate...
    such a wonderful poem well expressed openly.....10

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  • Leslie Alexis (Heaven is My Home) (11/6/2009 12:44:00 AM)

    im sorry.. his lost.. this poem is good.. really good.

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  • Fay Slimm (11/5/2009 4:00:00 AM)

    Touch certainly is an art, and this lovely but sad poem epitomises the art most beautifully..... thank you for sharing it....

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  • Eyan Desir (11/5/2009 3:48:00 AM)

    My goodness...when my fingers dropp to your hairy chest,
    allowing your busy fingers, explore every part of me
    your naughty poem will give me a heart attack...
    Well this part of the poem made me jump up in the air...
    well done...only one thing I can argue is this line...

    'even the sands of time can’t help, to wipe all those marks.'...
    I felt it sould of been the sands of art....sands of time is sands that fall
    from the hour glass....and you can't get it back....

    Naughty poem...I love these kinds of poem
    especially when they are expressed like this poetic...
    cheers...10+

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