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Post by Mikepoet on May 4, 2004 13:33:38 GMT -5
To caress a soul in a bubble bath. One needs suspended Lavender fragrance.
Intricate rhythms entwining fingertips. This bathing passion awakens romance.
Transient spheres mirror bathing beauty. Sigh nudges bubble as tub overflows.
One lands on the plate, named “Sweets for the sweet.” I hand you a slice of orange scented chocolate.
I hope I have not posted this here yet.
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Post by X x K e l Z x X on May 4, 2004 18:16:42 GMT -5
Mike, I love this one, it's one of your best yet.
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amberputis
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Post by amberputis on May 4, 2004 19:11:02 GMT -5
Nice job mike, I liked this one a lot too!
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Post by Mikepoet on May 5, 2004 8:38:12 GMT -5
Kelz...thank you and this was a plan for a Valentines day pres. for the right Lady. She never showed up. Amber..I hope to keep writing poetry you all will like. ;D
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Post by John Barnett on May 5, 2004 15:39:28 GMT -5
This is very good Mike, I really liked this, too bad about the girl, they can be that way sometimes.
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Post by Mikepoet on May 5, 2004 21:40:31 GMT -5
Thanks and yes they can. ;DWhat I enjoyed most about the writing of this one was the idea of a translucent sphere of floating beauty in an escaped bubble from a tub overflow.
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on May 10, 2004 1:37:23 GMT -5
mikey, love it. x rinna x
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Post by Mikepoet on May 10, 2004 23:51:08 GMT -5
That was my desire to be a servant for a LAdies bath.. She did not want though..oh well her loss eh?
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