| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 12/30/03 at 02:48 AM i feelthat way,and he IS there beside me. but the poem is wonderful! |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 12/30/03 at 03:25 AM The same yernings washing over you again and again. You are definately in love. |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 12/30/03 at 08:15 AM awww Quin, don't you dare to shut up! |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 12/30/03 at 03:17 PM awww... how cute. this is so definitely mushy. :) |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/30/03 at 07:35 PM If we didn't get mushy from time to time... we wouldn't appreciate the hard nearly as much! Great verse. ;) |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 12/31/03 at 02:26 AM "and I rise/un-beautified."
ahhhhhh...yes, hair a mess, sleepy eyes....
wonderfully real, warm-hearted piece. lovely. truly.
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| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 12/31/03 at 02:50 AM Who can shut up dreams? You know you were in dream when you walk out of it. The associations never dies. Not even in dreams. What clicks it is the intensity of desires. Can you shut them up? haha |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 12/31/03 at 01:36 PM Quinlan... wow. The days take care of themselves, but its the beginning and endings that feel so damned lonely. So well said. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/03/04 at 07:27 PM This is really sweet and aptly expressed in its longing. Not mushy at all Quin. |
| Posted by Sam Roberts on 01/03/04 at 07:57 PM love..sigh
wonderfully written x |
| Posted by Delilah Coyne on 04/09/05 at 03:39 AM Well, I like it. :) |
