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I will be familiar to you.
Your hands will not forget
the soft braille of my body.
What you have dreamed
will come back to you
on my lips;
and I will always run:
rapid-winged mistress
on your rising breath --
far gone
as you exhale.
©2006-2009 ~myfallfromgrace
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I think this is one of my strongest... what do you think?
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Yeah, this poem struck me; it's sweet in a myriad of ways. I agree it is strong, but I haven't read any of your others to say if it is truly your "strongest", but I will read more of your stuff after this ;)
Hmm... I really like this. I've read it several times, and each time I find a different meaning. You could be describing time or memory. The memory of someone. She is ephemeral, yet returns, if only just outside your grasp. Very good job. :+fav:!

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"Forming characters! Whose? Our own or others? Both. And in that momentous fact lies the peril and responsibility of our existence." ~Elihu Burritt

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thank you so much. :thanks:

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You're most welcome. :)

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"Forming characters! Whose? Our own or others? Both. And in that momentous fact lies the peril and responsibility of our existence." ~Elihu Burritt

"Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

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