As inky black turns into gold,
while shooting stars wave to the moon,
dew drops her tears o'er silent earth;
I wake to melodious tune.
I wake with you there beside me,
so quiet there in dreamless sleep,
the image of your beauteous face
forever in my heart I keep.
So slowly I lean in to you
and kiss the face I know so well;
and as I kiss cheeks flushed with warmth
I am transfixed by loving spell.
Author notes
For my husband!
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Beautiful
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I read some of your fine poetry and it holds me on your site because of the great rhyme and rhythm within your lines. Such a soft and beautiful picture I found painted with your words. Love and romance and tenderness what only the real love know.
~Sonja~
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Sweetly said...
Your love sparks into the air with a fine glow... Love to read your poems because they are so sincerely tender.
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Oh, this soooooo very roooomantical!!! A fine and most loving write from one lover to another! Loved it, loved it!!
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Oy my god...I saw this so clearly in my mind's eye...this had a spell on my. Beautiful Kiran...beautiful
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So good to see you back writing Kiran I missed your beautiful love poems.Though i guess with all the love you have for your husband poetry has to take second place Beautiful
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a lovely poem
For me, part of love is indeed its spell and what a spell it can be when cast! I like your depction of dawn in the 1st stanza. A lovely poem about being in love and its living affects.
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This is such a wonderful write you have here. This is such a swet poem, wonderfully written and it was a pleasure to read.
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what a lovely poem, soft and full of the warmth from your heart and spirit, it glides with ease towards your love, i am sure he is feeling alive inside with joy to know your love is so strong it creates poetry
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