Romance....
that touches a heart,
Faces....
sometimes remembered,
Sometime forgotten...
The warmth....
revealed in those eyes
celebrated by the loneliness...
of the night,
Yet....
consolations meet in the shadows
where some meet those sighs
where a revelation
touches a new love,
And the emptiness
that was
matters not now.
In a list
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Lovely poem, Bill! A new romance fills the void..a cup that was empty now runneth over!
Maureen
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