_CoffeeNoCream_ 52F
6527 posts
5/5/2005 1:31 am

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This flake of moon against the sunset glow.
Love-scratch a bride wears on her breast,
half-glimpsed through fine red silk.

( This fragment comes from "The 700 hundred songs of Hala", Indian love poetry by various authors, 2nd or 3rd c. CE , written in Prakit(a literary language, simpler than Sanskrit)

GoddessOfTheDawn 105F
11240 posts
5/5/2005 7:44 am

The sight of the moon bright in the sky on a sunny day is breathtaking

Erik_Bloodaxe 56M

5/5/2005 1:32 pm

Too high brow for me. Prefers Lear

Priapeo 46M

5/10/2005 8:21 am

Centuries and milleniums go but men and women don't change much, do they?

Never argue with an idiot. He brings you down to his level then beats you with experience

_TeaNoMilk_ 52F

6/7/2005 7:09 am

they are still the same...@ Priapeo

_TeaNoMilk_ 52F

6/7/2005 7:09 am

quote us some lear @ Erik

leyndokona2 49F

10/19/2005 12:08 pm

We must stop meeting like this

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