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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
As if I’m touching You – Yet we know…even as my fingers Slide across your lips, And your breath rises warm to Meet me – There is no point where I leave Off and you begin. There is only the constant Moment of our Receiving. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Oh YES! YES! YES! |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Eric, this is amazingly beautiful. |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
beautiful! one of your best, and wonderfully expressed.... ~~**~~ what am I missing???? |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
The beauty of this awareness is indeed overwhelming, dear Eric! ... and you express it like nobody else. I love you. Margherita  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"There is only the constant Moment of our Receiving." Extraordinary write, Eric! |
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