Echoes Of Love.. Love.. Love.. Love Poem by Les Wordsmore

Echoes Of Love.. Love.. Love.. Love



Echoes turn to ecstasy
As empty halls
Fill with love
Hallowed hollers
Sacred screams
Pure pleasure consumes us

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Cable 27 June 2010

you sound like a very interesting fellow... i'd like to meet you someday.

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Erotic indeed, I like! ; D

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Joseph Poewhit 25 June 2010

Joy - joy - joy - joy----

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