from my eyelids
I remove dreams
braided of gossamer’s
old fashioned lace,
gently, so gently,
not to break
the fine yarn.
morning meets me
hugged
in your arms.
in the air
the fragrance
of scented linen,
myrrh and vanilla
from the candle
that burned itself off.
I smell you,
and you
still sleep
smiling.
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Prompt:A feel poem
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What a sweet little piece of poetry, such a romantic
It truly shines with loving thoughts.
Smile always
Tony
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oh, beautiful, thanks for entering!
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few write love better than you, Sonja. so love the fragile and tender feelings this poem whispers to the reader. simply beautiful, so very soft...a sigh poem!
~ Nicolette
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Beautifully penned dear lady! You have such a gift to the all who read... to be able to feel your words and leave us with a Sigh~
Just lovely!!!
Linda
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Ahhh, lovely, my dear Friend. The scent of one's beloved is such a heady fragrance, is it not? Good luck in the contest, Sweetie.
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inspiring.
I love the materials you use. Gossamer, lace, myrrh, linen; all beautiful and they make me feel (childish as this may sound) gooey.
only word for it.
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Yours
is a recurrent style unlike anyother poet I have read. Lovely.
Jim
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*sigh*
So beautiful.
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EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS TENDER AND SWEET!!!!
These are the moments we treasure as we sit back and let our thoughts and emotions come together.'s
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Beautiful,a feel piece indeed
Excellent
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