Our hands linger,
so warm this gentle breeze,
holding me tightly in our sweet embrace,
please part not
the eternal melody of this romantic dream
and allow me to walk beside you
in this snow-covered landscape;
let me glance through those weary eyes,
open the curtains and let winter melt in our tongues
as you guide me through a waltz in autumn.
Author notes
prompt: come dance with me under the swaying tree
Träume (German): dreams
Suggestions?
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wow...squeezed my heart...!
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Solid write
open the curtains and let winter melt in our tongues
I liked that line a whole lot
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ohh bravo!
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I love your title!--I read it as more than dreams in German (Sad/tragic dreams).
The poem itself is beautiful. Its meaning is expressed with wonderfully constructed poetry!
Thanks!
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I love autumn and pretty poems.
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OOOOhhh this is beautiful. Genius with the title. Such a beautiful word too.
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Just sheer gorgeousity, which I have come to expect from your pen, Poet. Good luck in the contest, Sweetie.
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