And then you decide to purloin,
without giving any forewarning,
my reticent thought,
and weave it into a metaphor,
so easy to decipher,
and present it back to me
with a bow on top
And when I am awestruck,
in total loss of words,
you simper gently
and say without me asking,
it is love
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Such a wonderfully crafted use of words…Weave it into a metaphor so easy to decipher…I think poets are mostly doing that..I just did it yesterday.
Happy New Year!
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Thank you for always reading my work so beautifully. Wishing you and your loved ones a fabulous 2020
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Beautiful poem as usual!! Wish you and your family members a very Happy new year! God bless!!
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Thanks so much. Wishing you and your loved ones a fabulous 2020
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Really Beautiful .
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Thanks so much dear
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I love how you weaved the first stanza together! Your usage of words is always amazing!
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You are very kind. Thank you so much, Diana
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You’re utmost welcome!
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Aww the closing lines just stole my ❤️❤️
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Thanks for liking it 🌸🌸
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My pleasure
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