Thirty we shared, the finest of years,
poured out under the stars,
frosty glasses in an open air bar
come together in perfect pitch there;
Chosen from the darkest of cellars,
sparkles tonight like the pinpricked sky
over our heads and far beyond
closest to Heaven we have ever been;
Embers fanned dance in the breeze
above us as we lay on meadow grass
sipping slowly on the fullest of moons,
two from one long stemmed glass.
Author notes
opt #1 - love
A contest entry
- love. by luna-midnight.
1000 points, ended December 24, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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aww, this is very beautiful, and flows nicely, good luck and thanks so much for entering, i really enjoyed it
Stephanie ♥
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