Ah, you make me cry cos

you used the word "boulangerie" before

I could discover it myself.

I'm gonna get a hernia or somethin'

tryin' to top that.

How do you create these wondeful

magical spells? Your rhymes and

rhythms come to you so naturally;

anyway, that's the perfect illusion

you unfailingly create.

Prospero...Morgana Le Fay...

You fell enchantress!

Such is the power of words...

Jeeze. I wish I could buy you dinner...

Thank you for reviewing my poem! I know I'm clunky. I'm always saying things in a way that does not work. )

I would give you some helpful criticism... but uh... I love your poetry the way it is. Which. Honestly? I don't think I've said before. So, yay! Get published so I can go and patron your works.

Amazing. There's too much imagery here for me to mention it all, but it paints a great picture. I love the last stanza here, especially, "And a man asks me" through "I've found religion already". Great lines.

This is beautiful.

I love the way you break your lines, and your descriptions are just ... ah. I like it, very much.

Thank you for writing it [:

Katie