How to Calculate the Disarray of Beauty May 9, 2020 Bob Whitesidepoem, poetry, writing Time is a red scarf picked up by darkness. Light is the celebration of that vision. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
I have always hoped I could write as beautiful as you. See the mystery of love. I mean, I can, but a woman’s gratuitous intuition for the beauty of love so much greater than that of a man. Thank you for sharing. LikeLiked by 1 person May 15, 2020 at 11:44 am Reply
Thank you for your comment. I appreciate your honesty. Enjoy your writing journey and your day. LikeLiked by 1 person May 15, 2020 at 1:09 pm Reply
Love this.
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Thank you!!!
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I have always hoped I could write as beautiful as you. See the mystery of love. I mean, I can, but a woman’s gratuitous intuition for the beauty of love so much greater than that of a man. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for your comment. I appreciate your honesty. Enjoy your writing journey and your day.
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