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  1. 65482857 - sue.hancock3ntlworld.com
  2. WINNER - 65514011 - not-logged-in-c9b2c93efc284b846cb0
  3. 65526436 - altheist
  4. 65535136 - tmeconverse
  5. 65539723 - not-logged-in-a6d540ddd2b45e405a6b
  6. 65749822 - mar15ted

65482857 - sue.hancock3ntlworld.com

There is no split between love and it's form.
I have found again the Greenwood Prize address and so I will be able to submit a poem. I shall write an image a kiss, a nurse a smile... It will be much longer than any of the century of poems for you that you have now.it will match the longer and deeper experience. My first poems for you were rather staccato and then they became more confident. But all of them are the size of lyrics or sonnets, as if mirroring the nervous, broken rhthym of our meetings, the alternation of love and solitude. But now I shall write for my lady something long, elaborate, complete. My Lady as Muse. Not a watercolour but an oil. You inspired in me the idea on our double portrait, improving it infallible with each addition. I want to produce the poetic equivalent of your picture. It's greater security of structure than my other poems will mirror our love.
I love you, Lawrence.

WINNER - 65514011 - not-logged-in-c9b2c93efc284b846cb0

There is no split between love and its form.

I have found again the Greenwood Prize address and so I will be able to submit a poem. I shall write an image a kiss, a verse a smile... It will be much longer than any of the century of poems for you that you have now. It will match the longer and deeper experience. My first poems for you were rather staccato and then they became more confident. But all of them are the size of lyrics or sonnets, as if mirroring the nervous, broken rhythm of our meetings, the alternation of love, and solitude. But now I shall write for my lady something long, elaborate, complete. My Lady as Muse. Not a watercolour but an oil. You inspired in me the idea of a long poem by your lengthy work on our double portrait, improving it infallibly with each addition. I want to produce the poetic equivalent of your picture. Its greater security of structure than my other poems will mirror our love.

I will write again tomorrow.

I love you,
Lawrence

65526436 - altheist

There is no split between love and its form.

I have found again the Greenwood Prize address and so I will be able to submit a poem. I shall write an image a kiss, a verse a smile... It will be much longer than any of the century of poems for you that you have now. It will match the longer and deeper experience. My first poems for you were rather staccato and then they became more confident. But all of them are the size of lyrics or sonnets, as if mirroring the nervous, broken rhythm of our meeting, the alternation of love and solitude. But now I shall write for my lady something long, elaborate, complete. My Lady as Muse. Not a watercolour but an oil. You inspired in me the idea of a long poem by your lengthy work on our double portrait, improving it infallibly with each addition. I want to produce the poetic equivalent of your picture. Its greater security of structure than my other poems will mirror our love.

I will write again tomorrow.

I love you,
Lawrence

65535136 - tmeconverse

There is no split between love and its
form.

I have found again the Greenwood
Prize address and so I will be able to
submit a poem. I shall write an image
a kiss, a verse a smile... It will be
much longer than any of the century of
poems for you that you have now. It
will match the longer and deeper exper-
ience. My first poems for you were
rather staccato and then they became
more confident. But all of them are
the size of lyrics or sonnets, as if
mirroring the nervous, broken rhythm
of our meetings, the alternation of love
and solitude. But now I shall write
for my lady something long, elaborate,
complete. My Lady as Muse. Not a
watercolour but an oil. You inspired
in me the idea of a long poem by your
lengthy work on our double portrait, im-
proving it infallibly with each addition.
I want to produce the poetic equivalent
of your picture. Its greater security
of structure than my other poems will
mirror our love.

I will write again tomorrow.

I love you,
Lawrence

65539723 - not-logged-in-a6d540ddd2b45e405a6b

There is no split between love and its form.

I have found again the Greenwood Prize address and so I will be able to submit a poem. I shall write an image a kiss, a verse a smile... It will be much longer than any of the century of poems for you that you have now. It will match the longer and deeper experience. My first poems for you were rather staccato and then they became more confident. But all of them are the size of lyrics or sonnet's, as if mirroring the nervous, broken rhythm of our meetings, the alternation of love and solitude. But now I shall/write for my lady something long, elaborate, complete. My Lady as Muse. Not a watercolor but and oil. You inspired in me the idea of a long poem by your lengthy work on our double portrait, I'm-proving it infallibly with each addition. I want to produce the poetic equivalent of your picture. Its greater security of structure than my other poems will mirror our love.

I will write again tomorrow.

I love you,
Lawrence

65749822 - mar15ted

There is no split between love and its form. I have found again the Greenwood Prize address and so I will be able to submit a poem. I shall write an image a kiss, a verse a smile...It will be much longer than any of the century of poems for you that you have now. It will match the longer and deeper experience. My first poems for you were rather staccato and then they became more confident. But all of them are the size of lyrics or sonnets, as if mirroring the nervous, broken rhythm of our meetings, the alternation of love and solitude. But now I shall write for my lady something long,, elaborate, complete. My Lady as Muse. Not a watercolour but an oil. You inspired in me the idea of a long poem by your lengthy work on our double portrait, improving it infallibly with each addition. I want to produce the poetic equivalent of your picture. Its greater security of structure than my other poems will mirror our love. I will write again tomorrow. I love you, Lawrence

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