One of my earlier poems,
created on March 6, 2001.
Like waves gently
Kissing the shore
Her love washes over me
The sounds of the shore
Echo through my mind
As her love surrounds me
In the passion of an embrace
The tide of love rushes to meet me
And I am at peace
©Walt Page 2001
Walt's Writings 
Absolutely beautiful!
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Thank you so much! ☺
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My pleasure 🙂
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This is really good!
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Thank you so much! 💛☺
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Your words wash over my bones in the most sensual way. Thanks Walt.
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You’re very welcome!
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Is it a form of necrophilia then?
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Nice piece walt. I agree crack those archives open
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Working on it Michael. Thank you 🙂
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A beautiful piece Walt.
A very nice first read for the day.
Please share more of your earlier work.
Have a great day. 🙂
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Thanks Forrest!
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