This is one of those poems I want to comment and give it all kind of praise for the parts that I like, that I felt something, or that I feel was creative..

But then that'd be the whole poem. This was beautiful, in so many ways.

...and you know what's the most unfair part of it all, is that you're as gorgeous as the poetry you write. Grrrrrrrrrrrr

forever jealous.

I'll comment something better tho, but I agree
with britt, its kinda..way too beautiful for words

a win is cooking.

An achingly tender poem which just seems to push all the right buttons. You have an innate ability to make not only me but others feel.. Both you and Melisa have the ability it would seem, to get under my skin and touch me where I'm most sensitive, most vulnerable.