We stared without words. I was lost in your eyes. A connection without words. Not fabricated with lies. The joy of heaven shone uncomplicated. Without need for St. Paul to convince me. Nor did I need the code of Da Vinci. Now one less tear in my heart. A rose petal taken the spot. Hard to pluck it was not. Through alluring eyes I saw the soul of a saint. Though pretty as a picture. This girl, Leonardo himself aint worthy to paint.
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This is so good, Christine! I really enjoyed it 🙂
Sincerely,
David
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oops, sorry! I typed Christine by accident! but my compliment was sincere – this is a terrific piece of poetry!
Much love,
David
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Ha Ha No problem Im only Christine on the weelends. Thanks for your kind words much appreciated 😊
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These exquisite love engravings are ready for print
Who needs Da Vinci
When such a masterpiece exists.
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Too kind. Thank you very much 😊
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You are most welcome Christine
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🤣🤣
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Thank you for the beautiful poem!
Joanna
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Thank you Joanna 😊
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