Her words flow through me like syrup
falling over my soul
sticking to my thoughts in sweet sugar goodness
filling my mind
with joy.
Amber rich movement
slow and steady flow
sliding down to hit their mark
satisfaction topped smile.
Pure and thick I can hear the emotion
as only the lady can say
and I reach out roots into the depths
tapping the beauty of soul
that she is,
pouring her heart to the world
in sweet movements,
drop by precious drop
of love.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 
She’s a blogger here at Word press and always manages to lift me and send sweetness my way. She is golden! 🙂 thanks Robin, glad you enjoyed 🙂
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I cannot resist saying this, “You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar!”
She sounds like a really sweet person!
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You painted vivid images with your words. Great write.
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big hugs Such an awesome wonder, you are. ❤
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I’m glad you enjoyed it. i listened to the audio and it was like sweet sugar pouring down, loved it, as I always do. you rock my friend and I’m happy to make you smile 😉
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You are a wonderful storyteller in so few words at times. I wonder if you realize your poems read often like narratives and I gravitate towards that a LOT.
“falling over my soul
sticking to my thoughts in sweet sugar goodness
filling my mind
with joy.
Amber rich movement
slow and steady flow
sliding down to hit their mark
satisfaction topped smile.”
You are an amazing creature and I am glad that I know you. 🙂
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Just spectacular in setting the visual. My mind is positively sticky! Beautiful!
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