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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 17, 2022 22:34:46 GMT -6
Belle to Her Beau
I cannot find the words to say what I mean Though you are far across the ocean I heard you say I love you to me And the sunshine poured through the window Until memories of you whispering to me While my ears were open to listen And each moment echoed our love Like the sound of a mighty sea Heard from a conch shell When morning signed its Braille Marking your return to the home we made
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Post by QueenFoxy on Jan 17, 2022 22:49:23 GMT -6
Beautiful John. I love that memory.
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 17, 2022 22:54:21 GMT -6
Thank you so much Foxy. Indeed my muse was music. Marsha and I listened to music together constantly.
John
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Post by oldarmybear on Jan 18, 2022 19:09:35 GMT -6
Men are prone to stumble trying to express their feelings Yo did not stumble with this love song John.
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 18, 2022 19:48:36 GMT -6
Thanks so much, Don. Very glad to know this made it from start to finish on a good footing.
John
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2022 23:45:17 GMT -6
Beautiful writing John, enjoyed
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Post by goldenmyst on Feb 1, 2022 0:56:44 GMT -6
Thanks so much, Michael. Glad you enjoyed it.
John
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