My scent upon your fingers
Choose Me
Eyelash curled upon a freckle spattered cheek
Choose Me
Giggle racing across the sky, aurora borealis, shifting colors of spirit
Choose Me
Fingers woven in your hairy chest.
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Touching butterflies like your eyelids in the night.
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Honest and Strong, a Mountain
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Whispers in your ear, the Mind’s eye sees
Choose Me
–by elisabeth connelley
Choose me…
Choose me…
A Delightful Poem for a Morning Blog!
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Kathy?
I would like to purchase your services for how to respond to poetry and photography comments. Personally, it’s all personal…so a thanks for visiting….let’s sit quietly is what comes, but that’s not very hospitable seeming. Door Prizes seem extreme!
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I have no idea if there is a formula, Ms. Elisa. I suspect not. Sometimes when I write something not personal, I just add a generic “hello, thank you” at the end.
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