The kiss of your lips,
Is slipping on my sad breast
To reach my deeply dormant eyelash.....
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I think your poems are the poetic image and full of limpid words. 10
could reach my deeply dormant eyelash I would have slipped my mind to dream................... oh what kind of imagery blazing the glory of love winter world may feel fire roaring deep by sweet warmth, excellent exposition of mirth by the thrills of romance trembling over blushed lips, thirst slowly seeps the blue, ingenoius write by imagery,10+++, thanks for vsharing
ammmmmmazing wording dear mari! REFLECTIVE! THE END COMPELLED ME TO THINK LOT! excellent! 10+
Spellbound! Immaculate! ! Romance galore Ten+++ to your kiss! ! ! dr. sakti
'If the kiss of your lips, slipped on my dying breast could reach my deeply dormant eyelash' A powerful, literally poetic beginning.10.
From Platonic Plane ~ ‘And our touch is impossible to be achieved.’ ~ Why not ride on colorful wings of emotion/imagination…enjoy the Magic of smooch…loluuud….finely chiseled… Thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10