There is no originality here. It seems like a normal poem you just make up with no hard earned feelings. To be honest it was predictable...

Love the idea of secrets and deception. It's almost like a forbidden love that pushes the rush of meeting in secret fun ans un predictable. love the lines..."With eager hands, insatiable fingers, you dab a bit more on the curve of my neck, perfuming bruises where your lips once loved to play"

I had to read the poem twice to try to fully understand this poem. By saying "Not my usual gender with two young wives. Were you expecting the opposite sex? It wasa very chaotic poem to me. But u got potiential.

I like the concept that with sorrow, joy always follow behind and vie versa. But it lacks the humor in it. Its more like reading this peotry in sarcasm.

Cliche. Very cliche and you got a typo-"Love is often mistaken for lust" period.

This is an interesting piece. Many try to write about nature and her beauty but with you, it feels like you are actually there feeling the grass under your feet and smelling the rain. Love this line especially"sunset and sunrise as dusk was night, and night, dawn," So powerful!

At first I though this poem was goin to be bland but i was drawn to the line"The way of the mind is be conscious of actions and live until you die," Very powerful words. Overall I think you did good.

Is there such a word as "treeness"? I don't know but it was vivid the way you wrote about one leaf and the cycle it goes through. Good work. Continue on..

I really wanted to know what happened in the end but i pressed the back button and everthing had to be started over. This screenplay had me going. I was so interested I couldn't wait to see the end. What time period was this anyway?? I was confuse about that but this is a great story just brush up on your vocabulary.