Time is involved with our embraces
As if the length of holding one another
Measures the weight of our affection
The tightness of our hugs produces passions–
Passions filled with a gravity of attraction
Not just of Earth and moon, but a solar system
Spinning in a forever twirl of infatuation
Creating fools with feet stuck to the ground
Apples fall, striking our yearning heads
As if aimed from the trees, which recognize the bloom
And blush, throbbing candy fruit seeds of our hunger
Moist in mouth, We crave the taste of heated sugar
As if Venus were vanilla and Mars, marshmallows
S’more amore, together, in gooey entanglement.
We are struck with each other, from now on
By Scott Gustafon
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I really loved this poem especially the line, “As if the length of holding one another
Measures the weight of our affection.” I love how it generates a lot of emotion within a few words. I also love the picture of Le Petit Prince as well (I’m reading that this summer).
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One of my favourite stories, Le Petit Prince.
Great line:
As if Venus were vanilla and Mars, marshmallows
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I’ve never read The Little Prince, but I LOVED this poem!
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love this. and this especially: “Time is involved with our embraces
As if the length of holding one another
Measures the weight of our affection”…
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Ah, I must re-read “Le Pet Prince” and in the original language – French! What a beautiful poem!
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Really nice!
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Thanks
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Engaging images. I like s’more amore especially. The picture of the little girl and the frog is delightful.
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I loved this one.
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How did you first come across “The Little Prince”?
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I read it when I was a child.
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Love the bottom image.
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