The Sandstorm of Love

diamondpoet on Dec 29, 2009

Tags: love, Sandstorms

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Description of Love.

My love is like,

a sandstorm blowing fiercely,

Tiny sand particles spreading wildly

Visibility is zero.

Winds start dying down.

Our Imprints remain in the sand.

One is the body of a woman

the other is the body of a man.

Love like our happens,

it is never planned.

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Comments (16)

Christine Ramsay on Dec 29, 2009
It certainly does. Lovely work.

Christine
Val Mills on Dec 29, 2009
Wow! You’ve said it so well.
tonywriter on Dec 29, 2009
That is very beautiful poem miss!Thanks!
ken bultman on Dec 29, 2009
Spontaneous.
Frances Lawrence on Dec 29, 2009
Very interesting imagery, well written.
Videomark on Dec 29, 2009
Very well said.
Starpisces on Dec 29, 2009
Bravo!
lillyrose on Dec 29, 2009
beautiful work, very moving my sweet x
Snooky on Dec 29, 2009
Supercalifragilisticespialigotious
diamondpoet on Dec 29, 2009
Thanks again for your comments.
Darla Cooke on Dec 29, 2009
Lovely poem!
Verniel Cutar on Dec 29, 2009
It is a great poem. The title was really evocative, and the poem lived up to the expectations from the title. The pictures were well chosen as well. All in all..it is an enjoyable piece of work. Keep them coming!
alc on Dec 29, 2009
I’m looking forward to reading more from you. I loved the comparison in this write! Thanks for the share!
albert1jemi on Dec 29, 2009
great poem
Dame Barbara on Dec 31, 2009
I can relate to this. I loved your description and what you used to describe it.
LoveDoctor on Jan 9, 2010
Another excellent poem about love.

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