I enjoyed the read but feel unsure what to make of this. I felt you had some good descriptions in this poem - for example:

"Stems arched like
Quasimodo"

but then again I found it hard to decipher what the poem was actually about. Of course I can make a guess and find my own meaning but it would of been nicer if you had been a little more open so that I could that I could of found your meaning and what the poem was to you. I realise that sounds nosey but I am sure you understand what its like when you read a poem and want to get a little more into the writers head.

Still overall a good poem and a good read

4/5

This was sensational and I felt a leakage of feverish emotions!

Greatly written

WOW...am all in tears afte sending u a pm full ogf laughter!!
This poem reminds me of my "Saddest things about April" a lot.. when in my case spring no ;longer means the beauty after losing someone ...

and here I couldnt help but ache at the almost closing stanzas of this AMAzing, very descriptive and very well expressed poem!

your stanzas spoke of poetry that only comes with high quality, a real poetess...and I am touched Deepply mel..

With June
I wept for the imaginary.

^this alone speaks a lot..can u imagine someone weeping for imaginary ???! wow..
makes me think of an idea..very inspiring

My armour rusted
and a battlefield
scattered with ambrosia;

reminiscent of
the times you would
entwine your fingers
with mine -
holding me to
a promise.

^^
thousands thousands of thought started to cry thought my head while reading this part..how
memories sometimes give us the perfect shiver...
(perfect shiver)>good title ;) :P.
however these are sad sad lines... Love them

Your scent was rain,
and touch like
autumn winds
nibbling at my cheek.

^amazing description..of something that
no longer is what it once "was"..i can almost feel
everything here...

Your kiss would light
even the dampest
of forests on fire -
^
MY GOD.,..very strong..what were u feeling
when u wrote this..
you are incredible

Yet now spring
stands before me
- a battlefield.

^
that's what reminded me of my poem the best..a battlefield..oh yes!!
amazing mell..am out of words seriously
.

In all my bitterness
I brushed coal against
my cheeks,
to find you gone.

^
and this was heart breaking..
am just incredibly sinking into the mood of ur piece!!

SOMETIMES they say memories are gates for healing, and sometimes i think that memories sometimes makes it impossible to heaL!

however..5/5 ofcourse 5/5...

I have to say that was amazing!! you are with out doubt an old soul if you pardon the intrusion - beautifully written pulled me into you world in a heart beat

Kindest Regards

Sensational..awesome..i love it

I read this yesterday..and when i am in the mood i will be back with TONS to say...

because this touched me... and i can finally i understood one of you pieces completely without help! ha! thats a 5....for me :$

anyways,just wanted to let you knoww...