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    dots Submission Name: Reveriedots

    Author: JanePlane
    ASL Info:    125/F/everyplane
    Elite Ratio:    6.76 - 415/433/130
    Words: 174
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
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    in dreams it comes as warmth.
    like down inside soft cotton
    like the bottom lip full
    with kiss
    like a flutter in my belly from your
    supple hand
    resting just so.

    and I open.
    my mind opens
    in whimsy
    like honeycombs
    like silk draped between legs.

    and I think in big words.
    bigger than "life"
    words like "love" and "passion" and "hope"
    and it always comes back to "grace"

    and dreams of grace
    and the sunlight on your face at that moment
    when neither of us had to say love.
    neither of us needed to because it was
    so all around and deep inside and flowing
    in every direction
    like air
    like the air we breathe.

    breaths apart now, it is still real.
    what we had was not a daydream.
    what we had did not end
    because you gave up.
    what we had is still being had
    by me
    in dreams,
    in sunlight,
    in the soft kiss of night.

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      This is eloquently stated with serious states of lividly lurid allure . I sometimes find myself having reverie over lost loves . Surprising how real reminiscent images can be . One can almost forget the forlorn loneliness and just revel .
    | Posted on 2011-12-05 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]
      Oh, god, did this come to be in a time of crisis. That last stanza blew me the fuck away. I literally swelling with tears right now, Jane.
    I just had the best thing that's ever happened to me "give up", but what we had, is still real to me..it's still a have deep down inside.
    And you know what, it didn't feel real until it ended. I lied awake at night wondering if that moment ever happened. Now that none like it will ever happen again...it just feels that more real.
    I remember how she tastes. I remember her smile; her eyes. The smell of her hair and the touch of her face against my hand.
    It all felt like a daydream: faint, blurred; until now. Now it feels real. And it feels good.

    Thank you so much for sharing this lovely piece of poetry and wisdom with a kid who needs something right now.
    Thank you, Jane.

    | Posted on 2011-12-03 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      wow....wow....just wow....

    This has to be one of the most beautiful and provocative love poems I've ever read. And I'm a sucker for a good love poem....

    Made me think of someone in my past....someone who gave me that "flutter in my belly"....someone with whom I never uttered the word "love" because it was unnecessary. it was simply there, as ever-present as the air we breathed....

    and, we too are now "breaths apart"....and what we had is gone forever, yet will always be a part of each of us.

    i often hope to find that feeling again with someone else...it's so rare. impossible to describe, and even more impossible to forget....

    | Posted on 2011-12-03 00:00:00 | by rubie | [ Reply to This ]
      Timelessly beautiful.
    | Posted on 2011-12-02 00:00:00 | by trinityfinger | [ Reply to This ]
      okay i remember someone when reading this poem...not even one of my ex-wives...someone way before that.

    and it is like this...different kind of leaving than in this poem....but all that didn't need to be said...all that was, just being absorbed in and wrapped up in each other..physically, emotionally, mentally---

    words couldn't even express the feelings enough...
    and part of me holds on to what that was...not in a "dwelling on it" sense...but more of a fond, fond memory.

    this nudged that memory....

    thank you..this is quite an exquisite love poem...

    "like the bottom lip/ full with kiss"

    mmmm scrumptous line...and she was the best kisser i was ever with...so again, memories.

    "like silk draped between legs"

    quite good...

    | Posted on 2011-12-02 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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