I
on eyes
that be dew
you lay earths,
listen to them
silently,
for I
in yellow you
and ways
that part us
ever so softly
inside gardens
of just a rose,
with ups and downs.
II
sometimes
you lift me
down
as tulip
holds its pink,
warmth,
and self discovery.
A contest entry
- what is lovely never dies by Nicolette.
1000 points, ended October 7, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This was lovely. Well done and good luck in the contest.
~Lyrical
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I loved the 2nd vignette... the vision of being lifted down and to discover the self through the lover's touch. Lovely poetry - such a soft voice here and some wonderful images. Thank you for this entry.
~ Nicolette
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Very wonderful indeed...as sigh in sunset sky embracing tomorrow in yesterday's memory
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Very wonderful indeed...as sigh in sunset sky embracing tomorrow in yesterday's memory
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Excellent. The second one is my favorit
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