i know i can’t fit you
in a glass
but boy,
i try
i spend the days measuring you
hanging on your tongue
inhaling your tone
you’re a language
i remember from
another life
you speak to something
lost in me
something I alone
couldn’t find
i drink you slowly
i take you in
like time
my pulse quickens
but my mind softens
underneath you
under you
you are the minute
before sunset
when the day glows
just so
and pink covers
the blinding blueness
that I’ve known
– sheila c
sheila sea 
Beautiful, like always!
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thank you ❤️
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This is intriguing and beautiful!!
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Thank you 😊😊
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😊
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I love the powerful love energy in this!! Totally beautiful!
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That means a lot, thank you. 😊😊😊
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Excellent!
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Thank you darling!
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Simple yet engaging…beautiful.
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Thank you! I want to whittle my writing down to the simplest form possible and say as much as I can with very few words. I appreciate the feedback. 🙂
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What a beautiful poem. It may seem simple, but it is carefully crafted, and its surface simplicity belies its richness and depth.
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Ah, Roger. You take my breath away sometimes your analysis. I’m so humbled. Thank you.
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i love this! i want to feel this! ❤
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You’re amazing Lily
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Ores?
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