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Momentary Ecstatic Enchantment..

Momentary Ecstatic Enchantment...

The look in his eyes was cautious,
there was no surmise twas rapturous,
his sharp eyes pierced my eyes,
'twas momentary,
each vision captured enchanted in a frame,
as large as a cinema screen
upon my retina implanted,
so did it seem

the whole life of enchantment,
like a rivers flow, passed by
the moment was ecstatic true,
every second of it too
my eyes engorged with his beautiful smile,
his wink,
his everlasting mysterious look,
his love,
his praise just flashed by
as he once again looked into my smiling eyes,
it pieced every bit of me
I just couldn’t cry
he simply passed into another realm of his own unknown,
but left an indelible smile cast in stone,
on every bone

He loved me yes,
I was his alone,
that moment became

My throat choked,
the kids slept by
to the world unknown

Twas a most memorable moment
now did rapture
only my vision did capture!

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I think this is one of the best writes of yours I have read in a few years of being on Neo, Bloody Great young Bard.
It didn't contain any self of cringing and whinging well done and I with many others have waited for these pieces to come tapping from your keyboard,
Yours, Ian..

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Unconditional love to you all.
"Learn to love yourself first"
Yours as always, Ian.T, Sparrow, and Yenti

infinitely much my dear Ian
I have been missssssssssssing ur advicesssssssssssss

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Now you can see by the comments and who commented how when you take time to write as I know you can others take notice.
Good news Eh! loved??
Yours, as always, Ian..

Give critique to help keep Neopoet great.
Unconditional love to you all.
"Learn to love yourself first"
Yours as always, Ian.T, Sparrow, and Yenti

the young of youth
the whole truth of poetry
'tis coz only of you
Ian my friend

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a great handling of topic of love
the power of its important kept
lust is okay but its sloppy
like a bucket
people get excited
this is like the moment
of that aim
that power

before the great guns
go off

I worked years in a bar
not bouncer doorman
just man about town
sober then
good bad and ugly
council advice

dancing with my lady
and others
but I was not judgemental
intel came from everyone
a town operates with all

society was open then

beseeching poetry I like
and Smitten
search and destroy
the aha moment

the rush of dazzle
before the petal and thorns

Great Poetry piece Lovedly!

thank U

'Tis like a Nobel for me
My gracious thanks to thee

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nobody is forgotten!
all are poets here


Esker now I also feel happy
so thanky

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I understood the metaphors.

W. H. Snow

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Do you mean 'pierced' ? If so, as you have already used that word in the first stanza, perhaps you could use another?

Great write loved
no waffle
I knew you could do it
love judy

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

Some poets would think that now I am a poet already
all coz of Judy
sure enough twill please me

I shall piece or pierce one
let me see
you may like to read Lolita one today
Lolita two will come another day
Thank you 'tis a sunny day here today

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do you meant to say
I interchange the words
which I have done
do have a re-look Judy and thanks

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