We laid beneath the stars
our youth tingling, dared
to dream cosmic –
Thought I landed in love’s lap,
till summer waned and
you were gone, carried
by the wind, my heart
in your pocket.
(This poem appears in the VSS365 Anthology, untitled)
We laid beneath the stars
our youth tingling, dared
to dream cosmic –
Thought I landed in love’s lap,
till summer waned and
you were gone, carried
by the wind, my heart
in your pocket.
(This poem appears in the VSS365 Anthology, untitled)
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Ah, those days, and the surprise of feeling. So evocative.
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Thanks Paul
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Pleasure
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Touching and beautiful.
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Thank you!
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I didn’t see your name listed on the anthology authors, are you in fact writing under the name Steve Ambassador?
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Uh, no. I didn’t see my name at first either, and then they sent me an email to verify my info, so assuming I was there.
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Reminds me of an old Odd Couple episode where Oscar was using the pen name Andre Le Plume. 😀
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Wish I was that creative.
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A perfect capture of the ‘first love’ experience. A beautiful poem.
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Thanks Sarah!
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My sentiments exactly! It’s perfect. (“our youth tingling . . . “)
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I may be old, but I still remember, lol.
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Those were heady times . . .
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Lol. They were.
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Love this! 💕
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Thank you!
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I loved this. Congratulations on your publication in the anthology!
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Thanks Heather.
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You are welcome!
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this is wonderful
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Thank you so much, Andrew.
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