damp in freshness
night ritual, softened
gaze in warm wet air,
doorway washed in evening sky
and
I might
count smiles of tomorrow
mirrored in her eyes
or
gentle whispers
in near sleep, as dear
music of heart,
for
I see her
as walls send moonlight
to make pale skin blue
until darkened beneath my shadow.
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wonderful
i loved the layout of words like and, for, or, etc.. it was beautifully written and you could tell it contained a lot of feeling and emotion behind it. worth reading, for sure!
~all my love to you, ~ secret-wishes
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ah.. now what are the words that could do this piece credit.. I doubt that there are words that could do this piece justice.. Great write. I enjoyed it so much. you write so beautifully..
Peace to you, Jetleena
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Really a sensual poem, but better than that, it has a wonderful touch of romance. Seeing the blue colour, or any colour, that wraps the one you love.
Absolutely beautiful!
Mari
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love this write petelove the rev papa
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Something haunting about this; love the color depicted here.
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"gentle whispers
in near sleep, as dear
music of heart,
for
I see her
as walls send moonlight
to make pale skin blue
until darkened beneath my shadow."
All I can say is ...Wow!
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Oh, my goodness!!!
"and
I might
count smiles of tomorrow
mirrored in her eyes"...
"I see her
as walls send moonlight
to make pale skin blue
until darkened beneath my shadow."
this is very... very sexy...
very clear imagery & sensual thought in this poem..love this
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"I see her
as walls send moonlight
to make pale skin blue
until darkened beneath my shadow."
Beautifully blue, Poet. Gorgeous, serene & sensual penning.
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