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Across the Room

It was a zephyr breeze
that moved her
from across the room
to my side.

Not strong enough
to falter her step,
lessen her perfume,
or disarrange her hair.

Her smile, her soft moist-lips,
presaged the music of her voice
as it lilted her "Hello,"
and the revelation of her name.

It was as though my thoughts had,
by a long dormant telepathy,
been transmitted only to her -
"Come and talk to me."

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  • silverscent gold member
    August 18

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    This has such a gentle and sincere tone to it. I am in awe and lost for words in terms of leaving a real comment on it.
    I enjoyed very much the concept behind the write.
    Thanks for entering


    • Shenton silver member
      August 18
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      Nicola

      Thankyou for your very complimentary comments.
      Best wishes from 'down under'.
      Shenton

      I graduated BA (Hons Arch) from Sheffield University in 1949 and migrated from Stumperlowe Avenue, Nether Green to Perth, Western Australia in 1957.

      I have never forgotten my favourite Sheffield saying:

      I'll meet thee dahn at t'Wicker where t'watter runs o'er t'weir