Sunday, January 24, 2010

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Beloved

she hangs poems on my ear,
burning words for me, washes
away my pain until it disappears;
knits me anew with delicate hands
of love.


Nadege
1.23.10

6 comments:

  1. Beautiful imagery in this piece. I always enjoy the imagery you create in each poem.

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  2. Fantastic imagery! I re-read this a couple of times!

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  3. Ah yes I recall this piece, I love it, it reads so smooth and the imagery is beautiful!

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