She stands there silent.
A piece of hair falls in her face.
Fingers move swiftly-
Tuck stray hair behind her ear.
Linger a little.
Drift to cheek,
Brush lightly-
Dream.
Trace jawline and
Soft contours-
Play a little,
Linger some more.
Wind hand round neck and
Draw head close.
A kiss so near,
Yet far.
A dream...
Author notes
Written June 23rd, 2006
A contest entry
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A very well constructed piece a nice dream if it would have come true.
Thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest.
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This is lovely. It's soft, and there's great imagery. Thanks so much for entering, best of luck!
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its vertually the best and emily dickerson would even said so;they claim i am her but now i wonder it may be her
yes mam your poem is one of my likeness and reason it has discription and it lives and uncanny i try to see my self doing the same and i invite you to go read cry jesus cry and tell me your comment other wise if you had a book with poems like this i would be reading every day;njay the writer4386;email me at strandedrose4386@yahoo.com or call 251-281-3445;youre that good i really mean it i just wish every body else could be this way; -
i like it a lot.
it gave great imagery.
i like those poems.
keep it up
-Meleah
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