Meeting

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    Meeting

    Impassioned eyes turning, yet turn to stay

    hearts awakening swiftly much to long untried

    minds's dreams,body's longing realized by each in the other

    soul reaching out to soul, oh my darling we are strangers. yet lovers

    born in the eternity of a blessed moment.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    sweetlips’s Poems (15)

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    A BABY BOY 0
    LOVES SORROW 3
    THE CONSTANT VIOLET 0
    THE STORM 3
    FOREVER IN MY HEART 2
    Forever Love 0
    Gods Greatest Love 1
    Feelings 0
    Goodby To Love 0
    My Love 1
    Depression 1
    Waiting For Love 0
    A Song 0
    Love is Gone 4
    Meeting 0