Like crying... If you truly wish to know what I feel, how reading this had made me feel, than this is my answer... Like crying. One of the most beautiful poems that I have perhaps ever read, so utterly breathtaking that by the close I was left momentarily speechless. How did you do it? How could you capture the feeling, that sensation of being touched by the words, the exchange between writer and reader so majestically? In one word this is simply 'perfection'... From the prickled flesh in the photograph to every word across the page. As if I had that moment... Entranced, encased by everything you had spoke of, where I had connected to the writer, to you in such a way that it felt as if I could have written the words myself. This brings back so many fond memories of times when author's have moved mountains within me. Brings back irreplaceable feelings of such love and joy. Sigh... This was nostalgic, JMaster1. Love at first read.:) Don't believe this feeling of the bounding shared between two could have been better written.
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
Now you left me with no words , if my words could touch anyone the way it touched you , it mean that.. read moreNow you left me with no words , if my words could touch anyone the way it touched you , it mean that I did something good , when you write a poem , the poem become public and it's not yours anymore , it touch certain people in certain ways , others find secrets between the words , but only few , very few can deeply connect to the words , the way you did. This poem reached your heart because you needed those words , you needed someone to describe what you feel
8 Years Ago
Indeed, dear one.:) This should be added to my favorites, and I will correct that mishap now. I was .. read moreIndeed, dear one.:) This should be added to my favorites, and I will correct that mishap now. I was so emotional yesterday after reading this, that I do believe that I had fled your page to catch my breath. Aha... Such memories it sparked. Such wondrous memories. I was purely taken by this poem... And every ounce of praise was the truth. Thank you for sharing it!
Hi there,
I just went back into your posted work to see if perhaps there might be a poem I have not read of your yet...but alas, I have read all of them...
Not sure if you are reading mine?
Lisa, getting hot in Spain
Good morning,
Your words are so wonderful...connections are without the most important thing in life..At least that is the way I feel...So you poem encompasses...all those feeling of connection. Although you are taking about a sensual connection i one ponders your poem they will see that this also can include all types of connections.
Really enjoyed the read.
Lisa, morning in Spain
This... by far explains the majority of the reason I am on here. Connection through writing. Pouring out your deepest, and most personal thoughts to the world. Almost like sending out a part of yourself on a fishing line out to the universe... hoping someone one day will bite...
Great work.
I feel both happy and sad, longing to some good old days. I love the fact that each and every person who've read this had their own experience with it and thought about a different person and a different experience, could be a happy one or a sad one but it's something we all had. Thank you for giving me the chance to revisit an old good memory!
This ignites so much beauty...it penetrates down to my core! You are amazing. The sentiment you delicately wove leaves the reader longing for that special out of this world connection!
I feel strange reading this, it seems both beautiful and alien, that it can be reached for but is eternally just a little bit too far to grab completely. Adore this so much, it's gorgeous XxXx
I feel recognition. You have expressed so perfectly the feeling of connection where there are no other physical diversions and you can be raw and honest to a perfect stranger.