| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 09/22/07 at 02:37 PM into poems. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 09/22/07 at 02:54 PM into poems. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 09/22/07 at 03:30 PM If it is love it doesn't go. It mellows like a fine wine. The passion just resting but not gone.
The poem grows wistful over the years! |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/22/07 at 08:40 PM Hi Tony,
Good one. It doesn't leave excastly.
it still hangs around. Yes, into poems too. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 09/22/07 at 09:55 PM love never dies... lust flames out in a heartbeat...lol |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/25/07 at 05:12 PM The key word here is "lust." Oh yes, there's a difference between love and sex. You point this out quite well. But then again, maybe the love has never been there or died.
~Chelle~ |
