How tender are his lips
as they descend in a kiss.
Nothing could be more
beautiful than this bliss.
Oh, to be with him always,
through the curtains of time.
To take his hand as I repeat
the words of a loving rhyme.
To live in a world all our own,
to whisper secrets in the night.
To have him here forever
to love me and hold me tight.
In a list
A contest entry
- Simple Beauty by Sunkissed xo.
620 points, ended December 11, 2008, 32 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me what you think, but kindly, please.
Comments
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Truly divine! Your descriptions are breath-taking, and lift me up into the blissful dream of this tender kiss.
"Oh, to be with him always,
through the curtains of time.
To take his hand as I repeat
the words of a loving rhyme."
A stunning write, full of emotion and tranquil joys. Thanks so much for entering the contest, and well done on a brilliant write!
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Awww, when you find someone like that, ask him if he has someone for me. I liked "How tender are his lips when they descend in a kiss"
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Such wistfulness in your words... fills this with melancholy. It is a sad beauty weaving longing and tenderness into a wonderful write.
Ken
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