tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post5035616572175879374..comments2009-03-26T09:22:07.019-03:00Vesperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12417602625059442986chickwithaquill@gmail.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-85385115308766659342009-03-26T09:22:00.000-03:002009-03-26T09:22:00.000-03:00Ah, Sarah, I thank <I>you</I>.<BR/>xoxoxoVesperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12417602625059442986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-50095095347813737902009-03-21T15:13:00.000-03:002009-03-21T15:13:00.000-03:00I felt my fingers longing for that rough bark, against the smoothness of skin. <BR/><BR/>I lived and breathed this, Vesper. My own heart quickened. Thank you.Sarah Hinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13888406261817690010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-23927834540308401892009-03-09T08:36:00.000-03:002009-03-09T08:36:00.000-03:00Thank you, <B>Bernard</B>. Interesting that you use the word “bitter” for the end… I had this ending in mind for a while:<BR/><BR/>(In the end, it was just the darkness, my darling<BR/>You were dead, a long time ago<BR/>I was alone)<BR/><BR/><B>Will</B>, thank you very much! And thank you for visiting my blog.<BR/><BR/><B>Ello</B>, thank you so much!<BR/><BR/>Thank <I>you</I>, <B>Miladysa</B>! :-)<BR/><BR/><B>Kaye</B>, thank you …<BR/><BR/>How well you describe this, <B>Jason</B>… Thank you.<BR/><BR/>Thank you, <B>Geraldine</B>. I’m glad you liked this moment.<BR/>*hugs*Vesperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12417602625059442986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-5977968648017016692009-03-07T17:29:00.000-04:002009-03-07T17:29:00.000-04:00Absolutely marvelous Vesper! So romantic and engaging. Loved every line. I want to be there too!!!<BR/><BR/>Hugs, GGeraldinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07410019941984295767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-33816052388942858492009-03-06T10:09:00.000-04:002009-03-06T10:09:00.000-04:00Such a thrill in that moment. Longing steeped in sweet fear.jason evanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03801002334208137524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-81164924289278266992009-03-05T18:14:00.000-04:002009-03-05T18:14:00.000-04:00*sigh* sumptuously sensuousK.Lawson Gilberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11204234196229710524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-19711233385039371962009-03-04T19:21:00.000-04:002009-03-04T19:21:00.000-04:00*sigh*<BR/><BR/>What a wonderful night it was too -- thank you for sharing it with us :DMiladysahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08065128196666157541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-58586229143542675222009-03-04T10:46:00.000-04:002009-03-04T10:46:00.000-04:00That is brilliant. Seriously brilliant. I so envy you this talent for words.Ellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18311917335471167591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-40815046922241202552009-03-04T01:51:00.000-04:002009-03-04T01:51:00.000-04:00wonderful imagery! i love it! :)Will Ironshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05242185734297845197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-4939825941570180522009-03-03T10:30:00.000-04:002009-03-03T10:30:00.000-04:00Vivid, with a haunting trace of bitter set-up for the end.BernardLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09722619048888613647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-68623092114510201352009-03-03T08:04:00.000-04:002009-03-03T08:04:00.000-04:00Me too, <B>Cat</B>, me too... But imagination and words can bring it closer. :-)<BR/><BR/>Thanks, <B>LW</B>, that's where I still am in my heart. :-)<BR/><BR/><B>L.A</B>, I cannot say how much I appreciate your praise. Thank you! I long to be in that garden too... :-)<BR/><BR/>Dear <B>Karen</B>, in one's heart it never changes... Thank you! :-)<BR/><BR/><B>Mark</B>, yes, it's love always... Without it, the rest hasn't got much meaning to me. Thank you, my friend. :-)Vesperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12417602625059442986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-73059607085151095792009-03-03T04:22:00.000-04:002009-03-03T04:22:00.000-04:00There is a difference between having sex and making love and in this writing you illustrate the difference quite well. <BR/><BR/>Vesper, you create a longing in the reader to experience the difference, if only for one eternal time.the walking manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-4882296409402637412009-03-02T19:04:00.000-04:002009-03-02T19:04:00.000-04:00oh, how I wish...<BR/><BR/>Like Cat, it was long ago. I'm glad to know that some things never change. You've re-created it perfectly!Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-4638342655243192792009-03-02T18:51:00.000-04:002009-03-02T18:51:00.000-04:00Vesper...you make me want to cry out for your talent. "The captive bird in my chest.." I so adore your poetry and wanted very badly to be in that mossy garden.L.A. Mitchellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11729129827211991040noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-67648888105546577342009-03-02T17:32:00.000-04:002009-03-02T17:32:00.000-04:00v, you've captured all the impetuousness of youth... and age... well done! :)laughingwolfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08873675614347328116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233962479293542965.post-64085640328620303572009-03-02T10:52:00.000-04:002009-03-02T10:52:00.000-04:00Oh my god Vesper, how I long to be in this place with someone again. How distant and far far away it is. <BR/><BR/>I had to find this by clicking on your blog archives, your main page is empty for some reason.Catvibehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01354073276671196477noreply@blogger.com