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When last We Spoke
When last we spoke I recall your voice was music as birds flew close to listen When last we walked the sky seemed as close as your hand in mine your pulse on my skin When last we danced my feet found wings the floor was heaven your smile, the stars When last we made love my mind recalls every whisper my hands, every movement my soul,every sigh
This Poem was Critiqued By: Regina M. Heller On Date: 2016-05-05 23:48:18
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Very romantic, very sentimental. I found that I couldn't remember any of our "lasts" because I didn't realize that they were our "lasts." I wish I had known, I would have paid attention. This poem is just perfect as it is. I like the way that speaking evolved to holding hands to dancing and finally to making love. The whole journey. Well done.
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